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dolo money - live from the trap lyrics

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if she here she make it clap
if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
(can you tell me where i’m at)

if she here she make it clap
if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
reporting live from the trap

trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
reporting live from the trap
sick and i’m twisted just know that i’m gifted

i said i did it i’m doing this sh+t
get it and flip it then stack up the digits
it’s taller then midgets i’m getting it quick
get in the air or get on the road

don’t even care just get them and go
hit up the plug and get me some more
he showing love get mine for the low
whole lotta guns don’t think they for show

you playing games we kick in yo door
whole lotta trees my n+ggas all grow
how many ps don’t even know
they getting high now i’m running low

dispensary vibes my sh+t like a store
more flavors then baskins robins
i’m batman and my n+ggas robin
i’m the trap man yea my n+ggas got it

got a black strap sitting in my pocket
my stacks fat can’t fit in wallets
my backpack got louis on in it
i’m presidential feel like obama

you play the 50 then i’ll grab the tommy
i stay busy cuz i’m chasing commas
my life look like a movie don’t it
if she here she make it clap

if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
(can you tell me where i’m at)
if she here she make it clap

if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
reporting live from the trap
trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
reporting live from the trap
i think that i’m going insane
they wanna blow out my brain

just cuz i slang
really been doing my thing
getting on planes they think i’m moving cocaine
really be getting the bread

i got on red they think i’m rolling with gangs
stayed in my lane
copped me a chain
next i might go grab me a range

enough of the talking bring out the coffin
they let the boss in i’m like a martian
looking for bargains must be a target
you’re not my dogs so don’t get to barkin

know all your moves they think that i’m stalking
i’m not a fool you must be r+t+rded
bending the rules my waters uncharted
kicking em out man i’m feeling martin

i’m eating good i see that they starving
i’m in the hood i’m chilling with mobsters
pull up my hood if we have a problem
covered in sh+lls we calling him lobster

he’s an imposter someone stop him
i’m with the robbers they with the coppers
i’m more like gold and they more like copper
sonning these rappers i’m really they poppa

d+mn life suite as grandma‘s kool+aid
you a waterboy bobby boucher
i don’t really do much but get paid
get money and i stay out the way

if she here she make it clap
if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
(can you tell me where i’m at)

if she here she make it clap
if you here you getting packs
if i’m here i’m counting racks
reporting live from the trap

trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
reporting live from the trap

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