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dewey da don - still in da trap lyrics

[chorus]
5am and i’m still in da trap
a n-gga got the sac i turn the c0ke into crack (huh)
it ain’t google you can’t look that sh-t up
chef ramsay in this b-tch i’m yelling cook that sh-t up (n-gga)

[verse 1:]
i got the rock i’m not sean carter
but i can cook cocaine with very little water
b-tch i ball, globetrotter
on the roof i got a spotter
riding with a baby that’s key not my daughter
the game is down the drain
ima crane ima lift it up
you know the 9 gone bang
when i aim you better give it up
a lil pump ain’t no dreads on it
clip so long like a f-cking baby leg on it
who want it n-ggas die like they begged for it
said what i said thats my word ima stand on it
daggone it, chopper blow you like a fan on it
i heard you copped some bullsh-t
then you put ya mans on it
im ready rock timmy tool yea i’m good blocks
i took my shot they ain’t open doors i’m picking locks
and f-ck a cop i hid crack in my speaker box
bails on a boat and got yo b-tch waiting at the dock

[chorus]
5am and i’m still in da trap
a n-gga got the sac i turn the c0ke into crack
it ain’t google you can’t look that sh-t up
chef ramsay in this b-tch i’m yelling cook that sh-t up
it’s 5am and i’m still in da trap
a n-gga got the sac i turn the c0ke into crack
it ain’t google you can’t look that sh-t up
chef ramsay in this b-tch i’m yelling cook that sh-t up

[verse 2:]
i’m cold cashing hand count i’m old fashioned
was out the game then i back slide mike jackson
he came to me it was love i heard them bois taxin
doubled up and doubled back let get it bracken
no joke n-ggas high off the gun smoke
sh-t i tote can’t find in a gun show
gas like a citgo money from the get go
old head laugh say that dat young boi get hoes
chopper right beside of me
mobbing like i’m prodigy
ima tell the truth ima liar mamma honestly
never showed modesty
a walking urban oddesy
ya boi keep bread so them birds always flocking me
catch me upstate with the ratchet like cardi b
hard separate from the streets it’s a part of me
god took my father it just made for a smarter me
i’m trying to be the man but my daughter want more of me

[chorus]
5am and i’m still in da trap
a n-gga got the sac i turn the c0ke into crack
it ain’t google you can’t look that sh-t up
chef ramsay in this b-tch i’m yelling cook that sh-t up (n-gga)
5am and i’m still in da trap
a n-gga got the sac i turn the c0ke into crack
it ain’t google you can’t look that sh-t up
chef ramsay in this b-tch i’m yelling cook that sh-t up (n-gga)

cook that sh-t up
i’m yelling cook that sh-t up
gone and cook that sh-t up
all my n-ggas in the cut i’m yelling cook that sh-t up ughh
gone and cook that sh-t up
gone and cook that sh-t up
get yo money up gone and cook that sh-t up
i’m yelling cook that sh-t up (ughhh)

- dewey da don lyrics

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