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ebk jaaybo - trap star lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, ecko, turn it up)
yeah, ayy
f+ck it up lil’ baby, you a trap star (fly the jett)
last skit was a movie n+gga, that part, yeah
g block, n+gga
slo+be mode, n+gga
kasino world, n+gga
n+ggas know how we bomin’ n+gga

[chorus]
ayy, ayy
f+ck it up lil’ baby you a trap star
last skit was a movie n+gga, that part, yeah
shot a n+gga in his sh+t for tryna act hard
i don’t associate with n+ggas that don’t k!ll n+ggas
ain’t never slip or rap about it, i don’t feel n+ggas
i talk about the trenches in my songs ’cause i’m still in ’em
i caught one as an adolescence but don’t feel different
poured a four of tris then dropped a pill in it
keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the gz i don’t lack
how the f+ck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
asked the k!llers ’bout me, in the county jail i’m on that
don’t hear mе talkin’ bout no gangster sh+t, you know my phone tapped

[verse]
out on bail on two anklеs, feds tryna grab a n+gga
every time we lost one we hopped in load and grabbed a n+gga
can tell you that i got skits, you ain’t gotta ask them n+ggas
he not a real donk, but it’s funk so i’ma crash to get him
walked in a b+tch house with skeezy on
it’s a fee to f+ck with me
can’t argue with no sucker n+gga, i know i done touched a [?]
don’t send your lil’ n+ggas to take pictures in the hood tell them bump with me
how you gon’ troll me on the ‘gram i hit you with a six piece?
can’t tell me i ain’t don [?], got scenes on that crip street
think i’m gon’ f+ck the ho and she ain’t get a bag? b+tch please
left that n+gga with a zipper then he went and dissed me
finally popped the n+gga i been droppin’ on since i was fifteen
i pop another tribe n+gga i’m gon’ stop rapping
only g n+gga with blood on the 5 so n+gga stop cappin’
act like i don’t got the drop, you know i got tactics
got dracy on me if they spin it do not matter
[chorus]
ayy, ayy
f+ck it up lil’ baby you a trap star
last skit was a movie n+gga, that part, yeah
shot a n+gga in his sh+t for tryna act hard
i don’t associate with n+ggas that don’t k!ll n+ggas
ain’t never slip or rap about it, i don’t feel n+ggas
i talk about the trenches in my songs ’cause i’m still in ’em
i caught one as an adolescence but don’t feel different
poured a four of tris then dropped a pill in it
keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the gz i don’t lack
how the f+ck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
asked the k!llers ’bout me, in the county jail i’m on that
don’t hear me talkin’ bout no gangster sh+t, you know my phone tapped

- ebk jaaybo lyrics

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