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kavelly - trap not studies lyrics

[intro]
lk the plug
m1onthebeat

[bridge]
we put down work in curbs
we put down work in curbs
we put down work in curbs, in the bando i’m writing a verse
they talk about trap, but making tea
they talk about trap, but making tea
they talk about trap, but making tea, the only time they got a bag full of herbs

[hook]
only right the pack come buddy
63 grams in the jd bag, i was doing up trap not studies
if being brokes a joke, beg someone please, tell me what’s funny
man acton bop on the sa block, like 3rdset way to cruddy
only right the pack come buddy
63 grams in the jd bag, i was doing up trap not studies
if being brokes a joke, beg someone please, tell me what’s funny
man acton bop on the sa block, like 3rdset way to cruddy

[verse 1]
i put down work in curbs, in the bando i’m writing a verse
they talk about trap, but making teas, the only time they got a bag full of herbs
got things with me in public, if jakes see me im cutting
i get chased by jakes, i get chased by hoes, f-ck sake man, i don’t do cuffing
i shot packs in my nike trackie
i juss shot lucy a p8, but i baffed her cut she said she likes grammys
reload, then i send that text, packs get gone, im happy
cats know they ain’t gotta fly up to the states, juss to see my ami
best thing teachers ever taught man, was to keep an eye upon my paper
(?) backshots ringing in cl-ss, some got p-ssed when i told them later
she asked me to take her nandos, id rather use my attention to top up my lyca
tell her hold packs in a bra, big t-ts gon crush my herbs like a grinder
moving green
student said she wants a couple bags, ain’t talking uni fee
scoping the pengers, had to stop that one like “yo, excuse me b”
had a quick chat on snap, next thing you know we’re due to be
made that wh0r- moan, no p-b-rty

[verse 2]
out every day on the block, juss know its ten/ten grub that im dealing
and the law keeps har-ssing my squad, cuh these dumb jakes wanna come on a greaze ting
and i never got stabbed by feds, when i say “i gotta cut from policeman”
so when jakes jump out a car, that’s ten toes, everyman run for their freedom
im tryna see that payroll
but them man stack come like my jeans, cuh it always stays low
tryna get pack from bossman but he’s not tryna be my g
he’s coming like undie the way he’s tryna see id
acton bop with the 3rdset goons, the b-tch waan vibe n dat
you’d think me n her got maud beef, with the way she waan ride on me
catsdem ring my phone every day, know i grind n stack
their loud reminds me of uk drill, cuh its quiet packs
i don’t milly rock in no ends, i diddy bop when i step
the only time they’re around os, is linking hoes in the ends
what you know about line going muad, ring ring trap, put friends on hold
h-lla cats in the yard, bando come like pets at home

- kavelly lyrics

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