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lil rae - always trading lyrics

[intro]
ycoe
(south carolina finest)
i can’t lie, i’m geeked up
(four3va)
huh, and that’s on god

[verse]
n+gga, i been on my own sh+t
a twenty+ball and thirty+ball, that’ll get you gone quick (that lil’ boy gone)
i just lent my dog the amg
a n+gga know i’m renegadin’, ain’t no n+gga checkin’ me (the f+ck he talkin’ ’bout?)
backseat action with some fine sh+t, let that ho roll my prevay
just put the mic down, boy, you g+y
i knew school wasn’t in the picture when they kicked me out of mays
my young n+gga can’t never keep a glock, he always drac’
this ho keep sayin’ i’m the one, she somethin’ like billie jean
all this dogsh+t stuffed inside my pants, i can’t hold up my jeans
my mama told me quit it, but i keep pourin’ up lеan
and one ho told me that she can’t livе without me, what do you mean? (what do you mean?)
i’m stuffin’ opps inside this blunt, they can’t fit in a sweet or rilly
she came to me lookin’ for love, i’m sorry, girl, i’m not romantic
in the porsche 911, you know this b+tch panoramic
i’m really carryin’ all these n+ggas on my back, feel like nick cannon (feel like nick cannon)
all my n+ggas wildin’ out, ho, be my valentine
once we up on the score, they ain’t comin’ back, i’m nothin’ like ryan (nothin’ like the falcons)
i bought a carti’, i’m still runnin’ out of time
so many bodies droppin’, seem like everybody dyin’
all these n+ggas be cap rappin’, seem like everybody lyin’
let another n+gga tell it, all these other n+ggas slidin’
just from stickin’ to the code, he gotta be behind walls ridin’
a lotta sh+t come with the streets, i can’t even lie, and that’s on god (and that’s on god)
[outro]
huh, huh
huh, ycoe, ycoe, ycoe
huh, huh
i’m geeked up, i’m geeked up

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