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grime green - trap boomin lyrics

[intro: kiko boomin & grime green]
huuuuh f+ck n+gga
(on god)

[verse 1: kiko boomin]
stay 1 step ahead towards leavin
n+ggas dead
loose screw in deez streets
all yaw p+ssy n+ggas take sum seats (fa)
n+gga f+ck da po+lice i ain’t finna make no peace
305 full of young chicos
we got h+lla flames (ra pa pa pa)
i ain’t finna say no names
pounds not no oz we got h+lla strains
finna start takin chains
big ah fist up to da face
police get behind i’m finna pull dat chase (grah)
take off innat interstate
getting packs from outta state
2 guns n+gga we ain’t slidin inna
4matic naw deez not no props b+tch n+gga
dis a automatic (+gunfire+)
trappin all night flippin packs
like sum pancakes makin mo money
den yo man make
all it takes is 1 night
and we make yo mamas cry
p+ssy n+gga run up by
yea my weed getchu right
west side f+ck da otha side
dis n+gga catchin h+lla homicides
n+gga we supplied
2 blunts and we smokin jimmy in da sky (jimmy!)
da clip in dis taurus oversized
[verse 2:kutthrubrazy]
gang odr
lil brazy poppin out wit h+lla cash
lil n+gga why you mad (huh)
i’m poppin out to n+ggas block widdat strap
wearin all black
& you ain’t finna catch lil brazy
cuz a n+gga run too fast (fast)
you ain’t smokin no gas
you be smokin onnat trash
why dafuq you actin tough lil boy
jus relax
i really pop out to a n+gga block
wit no pole
beat a n+gga ass leave his name down on da flo (huuuh)
blood pourin out his t+shirt
leave his whole face swole
i’m just a youngin chasin motion steady steppin up on feet
i remember them late nights
when we was starvin we ain’t
have nun to eat
(nun ta eat)

[verse 3:grime green]
these n+ggas sweet
jus like a cinnabon
seen dat jit wit his bih
we finna wettem up (grr grr grr grr grr)
we finna buss
after we jus set em up
f+ck yo fam f+ck yo blood
came up runnin in da mud
tried ma top
i robbed da plug
f+ck up out da way i juug (huh)
takin multiple drugs
servin multiple dubs
& gotcho b+tches in da club
divided
they ridin tryna find da airtag
on da whip (yuh)
got da drop
too legit
neva stop
up da chop like
neva talked
run up on ma people (grr grr grr)
we gon leave you in da chalk
you know we can’t eva stop (pa pa pa)
onna money mission
grab da guap f+ck da cops
grab da mop gimme top
off da rip make ha flip
imma double triple all da ps (psh psh psh)
tellem rest in peace
yes i did f+ck yo treesh
at least ( for real)

- grime green lyrics

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