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lil darius - neighborhood trapstars lyrics

[intro]
(f+ck the fire, we got grease)
(it’s a wayne beat)
(h+lluva made this beat, baby)

[chorus: lil darius & peezy]
put on a d+boy fit, white fitted tee and some fazo’s
quick to drop some racks, it ain’t nothin’ to get your face blown
lil’ bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone
neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
i turnt my session up, i’m the plug with the lowest prices
what you need? come to me, boy, i bet i got it
i’m ’bout to make my section rich and i ain’t talking roddy
young n+gga, i ain’t never touch no stove (yeah, yeah), i just move exotic (yeah)
[verse 1: peezy]
richer than a motherf+cker (yeah), i can’t even lie (i can’t lie)
hit the club, all you see is 1’s falling from the sky (go, go)
f+cked a famous b+tch the first night, i ain’t even try (yeah)
pockets stuffed, got my f+cking jeans sticking to my thigh (f+cking jeans sticking to my thigh, n+gga)
yeah, tell a b+tch the truth (truth) ’cause i’m too up to lie (b+tch)
price on your head, you ain’t too tough to die (grrt)
put the old school on forgi’s (yeah), paint it white (go)
drop it to the bottom (yeah), scr+pe the side with a knife (come on)
take it off the ‘rex, let it dry, set it down (yeah)
dope boys white, stepped on it, now it’s brown (phew)
these n+ggas getting it out of town (yeah)
plain watch, sixty thou’ (yeah), got ’em throwing it in the towel (go)

[chorus: lil darius]
put on a d+boy fit, white fitted tee and some fazo’s
quick to drop some racks, it ain’t nothin’ to get your face blown
lil’ bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone
neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
i turnt my session up, i’m the plug with the lowest prices
what you need? come to me, boy, i bet i got it
i’m ’bout to make my section rich and i ain’t talking roddy
young n+gga, i ain’t never touch no stove, i just move exotic

[verse 2: lil darius]
i was a young thug, somehow i done got rich, homie
i still don’t go inside the function unless the stick on me
back in middle school, i ain’t had hoes, they used to pick on me
now i’m seventeen and got a grown n+gga b+tch on me
every time i got some pape’, i was tryna flip it fast
what you know ’bout having a zip and turning it to a bag?
i done got the lower ticket, i done turned into the plug
i ain’t fully in the industry, the streets showed me love
rather be a trapper not a rapper, they say i’m moving backwards
all my brothers steppers like some kappa’s, we some f+cking alphas
play with me round of applause, i get them p+ssies clapped
got a cheap ticket and put the whole gang in the trap
[chorus: lil darius]
put on a d+boy fit, white fitted tee and some fazo’s
quick to drop some racks, it ain’t nothin’ to get your face blown
lil’ bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone
neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
i turnt my session up, i’m the plug with the lowest prices
what you need? come to me, boy, i bet i got it
i’m ’bout to make my section rich and i ain’t talking roddy
young n+gga, i ain’t never touch no stove, i just move exotic

- lil darius lyrics

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