joey trap - full send lyrics
[intro]
cb-ss, b-tch
look, look
akachi on the beat, lil’ b-tch
[chorus]
bro just got a pack, send that in
swear my only friend, benjamin
i be with the rock, like lebron
benzi on the dash, 110
i’ma do my dance, cause i’m ignit
i be in the benz with a thick b-tch
audi on the road, it’s a stick shift
i be on the stove, watch me flip sh-t
bro just got a pack, send that in
bro just got a pack, send that in
bro just got a pack, send that in
swear my only friend, benjamin
bro just got a pack, send that through
i just got a rari, wrap it blue
shorty try to f-ck the whole crew
they saw joey sick, f-ck a flu
[verse 1]
why do p-ssy n-gg-s act so tough?
smoke a p-ssy n-gg-, like a dutch
keep a pistol cause it come in clutch
see who shootin’ first, i’ll call your bluff
b-tch, i go r-t-rded
i step out in gucci
my blunt smell like i farted, ew
and your p-ssy startin’
my car so exotic, should be a trending topic
look, chillin’ on the tropics
i might fly yo’ b-tch out, she an alcoholic
[interlude]
haha, nah, for real, your b-tch drink a lot, my n-gg-, you need to-, that’s a problem, bro
[verse 2]
look, i just got a pack, now it’s gone
n-gg-s really snakes, mow the lawn
she saw microwave her favorite song
now i got your shorty in a thong, look
she in a thong, look
and we at the crib, at the crib, look
at the crib, look
shawty poppin’ at the crib, look
[chorus]
bro just got a pack, send that in
swear my only friend, benjamin
i be with the rock, like lebron
benzi on the dash, 110
i’ma do my dance, cause i’m ignit
i be in the benz with a thick b-tch
audi on the road, it’s a stick shift
i be on the stove, watch me flip sh-t
bro just got a pack, send that in
bro just got a pack, send that in
bro just got a pack, send that in
swear my only friend, benjamin
bro just got a pack, send that through
i just got a rari, wrap it blue
shorty try to f-ck the whole crew
they saw joey sick, f-ck a flu
[verse 3]
n-gg- bet, i’ve been up in my bag
i done did margiela’s in the jag
pop out [?], i’m in the lambo
i peek at you, your pockets lookin’ sad
like pikachu, i’m shockin’ n-gg-s, shock ya’
i just hit filet mignon, pasta
see these n-gg-s fake, they some imposta’s
i be smokin’ loud like i’m a rasta
and we get it back, uh
yo’ b-tch on my -ss, uh
stop callin’ my phone, hoe
[outro]
nah, for real, bro, she’s dead-ss callin’ my phone every day, it’s annoying, stop it, blocked!
look, i just got a pack, now it’s gone
n-gg-s really snakes, mow the lawn
she saw microwave her favorite song
now i got your shorty in a thong, look
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