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half-a-mil (hit-boy & dom kennedy) - tony fontana lyrics

hit-boy: dipping down the backstreets/running through these bands like a trackmeet( yeah)
i think i want my trap back/couldn’t tell you all the places i’ve trapped at( yeah)
dipping down the backstreets/running through these bands like a trackmeet( yeah)
i think i want my trap back/made my first million and i ain’t know how to act( yeah)

in the ashton getting head without askin’/ im too much n-gg- rest in piece to ashton
two-twenty on the dash i bet you can’t catch me/ bentley banded up
young dizi galepsi
jazzy with my ways free katana and champagne/ i did show the most love/ these n-gg-s ain’t no good
they talking big but it don’t mean nothing/im just at the crib with yo hoe mean mugging

yeah, im in her face (true)
and she making faces
yeah, im in her face(true)
and she making faces

put my chain on her t-tties/get the picture taken
six a.m. back in the street to collect the payment

yeah
f-ck a g.p.s i just take the cash route
tony fontana n-gg- call me that now/
stay with the bag like im taking trash out
yeah
trappin trappin trappin trappin out the gl-ss house
yeah

dipping down the backstreets/running through these bands like a trackmeet( yeah)
i think i want my trap back/couldn’t tell you all the places i’ve trapped at( yeah)
dipping down the backstreets/running through these bands like a trackmeet( yeah)
i think i want my trap back/made my first million and i ain’t know how to act( yeah)

dom kennedy: they gon’ talk about you anyway, f-ck em
the coliseum on my display/and i was flyer then these n-gg-s in the tenth grade
yeah
up at dulenz with the big plates/ with no publicist /pay for the wrl i be covered in
jazzy with my ways/straight tequila with champagne/i did show the most love/ these n-gg-s ain’t no good
they talking money but i dont see nuthin’/
we be at the crib no phones no nuthin’

either getting faced(true)
or im counting faces
while im b-mping face(true)
dont get me mistaken/ official westside n-gg- get your picture taken
up at serving spoon early off that turkey bacon, yeah

f-ck that hollywood, im too hood with it/ always been a standout, never been with the handouts
i think i want my trap back/thirty shows living out my backpack, yeah

- half a mil hit boy dom kennedy lyrics

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