a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

greenguyraps - trapout lyrics

[intro]
dopegang
had to get all my n+ggas
out da hood you dig

[verse 1]
dope in the microwave we cooking some gas we cookin some pressure(pressure)
sit on my b+tch give a f+ck bout my ex
i got the glock on my dresser
pour up a four i pour up a seven
i forgot that existed
cough on my keys and my loafs gettin tested
ima shoot under pressure i ain’t gon sweat sh+t(yuh ayy)
can’t hit the party if i can’t bring my wesson
n+ggas die with that glock in the hand
im k!lling not less good in the sea i dont need to check in
vvs stone on my neck i water my penny
iced out rich buy mamma a bentley
white like coke and im stuck in the dopegang(dope gang)
searching for money ain’t searchin fo fame
if you f+cking with me then your life in the bounce
this sh+t in the game i slide in some valleys
i was born with some name had some talent
i really come show lil p+ssy know data
i ain’t turn into sh+t i was born like this
i came out my mama i was holdin a stick
she told me start trappin my mom under rent she question my money son where you get this i fresh off a drill
gunpowder on my nails bands in my backpack im maskin the smell
im catchin these plays im a yung od like my n+gga at fedex ima work at the mail im cookin yo slurp look like salt on a snail
we know you a b+tch you got f+cked in a cell
[outro]
dopegang n+gga
yuh yuh ayy
all my n+ggas you dig

- greenguyraps lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS