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lil esco - beat down yo trap lyrics

beat down your trap
then i kick in yo door
i’m booling with slimes
and i’m cooling with locs
i’m the way to the top
we came from the poor
gotta ?????
cause he say he want smoke
i feel like a choker
my d-ck in her throat
got green and blue hundred
my neck stay on froze
she dropping her panties she see all this gold
i’m greeked in the crowd
i might hit the folks

they sleep on the yungin
but they just don’t know
every beat ima eat
i pray that i blow
i do this for gang and my brother up the road
got k’s in the cut i keep me a pole
these n-ggas be ratting i heard that you told
my n-ggas real slient i know they won’t fold
gotta get to the racks we selling out shows
came up from the north we used to share clothes
ain’t wifing no thots
p-ss her to the bros
can’t fw these b-tches
these b-tches be hoes
free bro off that body that n-gga loso
used to post up in the north strapped up with them
poles

beat down your trap
then i kick in yo door
i’m booling with slimes
and i’m cooling with locs
i’m the way to the top
we came from the poor
gotta ?????
cause he say he want smoke
i feel like a choker
my d-ck in her throat
got green and blue hundred
my neck stay on froze
i jumped off the porch at 11 years old
got racks in my pocket too bad they won’t fold

lil o
i remember them times it was me and loso
we stayed zooted up we all in the north
we do this for him & you already know
me and esco cutting up we rocking out shows
these little b-tches freaky be acting like hoes
staying my money i swear i won’t fold
got gucci got prada
it’s all on my clothes
these n-ggas some snakes
i heard that they told
and that b-tch kept calling
had to put her on hold
i’m chasing that bag
all i want is gold
you chasing ??
my neck stay on froze
‘ member them times cooling with locs
we was ???? kicking in doors
any n-gga talk stupid i’m strapped with this pole
i’m trying get rich i got tired being broke
i roll me a eighth and pour me a four
these n-ggas gone hate i’m all on the road
this sh-t from the heart you know it’s gone go
and these n-ggas be cap they swear they bold
i’m chasing that money all i want is racks
these n-ggas be hooting i’m strapped with these macs
that’s 4 in your head and 8 in your back
f-cking yo b-tch you know we hit that

gang n-gga

- lil esco lyrics

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