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loose1 - trapline goals lyrics

[intro]
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?

[verse 1]
what you know about circling around, around the car for the boys in city?
[?] on the rex, no way are them man trap giddy
and we run their block, they’re hardly opps
we the ones that get busy
turn coke to rock, the hard was soft
that’s bands when it goes on the nizzy
i do it on shows, i do it on m’s
2 in the blue, 23 in the dots
to the [?], need more skengs
like, how many times have we went round there and seen nothin’ but innocent gems?
messes to all of their friends
there ain’t no sittin’ on the fence
friends of opps, you lost the plot
get kwenged for f+ckin’ with them
what you know about reachin’ for straps?
they injure prats, my lifestyle’s ments
i miss my locked friends
and hate all feds
on sight beef is skeng, shoot an old friend like mice and men
shoot an old friend like george done len
[hook]
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?

[verse 2]
please don’t slip and please don’t lack
jump out gang, i’m with jsav
aimed that wap up, date them stacks
12 gauge done barked in the paigon flats
rev that ped, i’m leavin’ feds
i ain’t tryna buck 10+10 in the can
more time digga just trap and bang
m’sk+m love paigon blood on his rambs
3 double 0, that’s hunch and man
3 double 0, with skengs in hands
money [?] met, like bros done said “better run if s unzip that bag”
get round there, samurais and whips
[?] done leg, [?] sick
how many times has sav done legs?
and how many times has twin lost flesh?
how many times have i dashed from feds?
how many times have we got down gems?
how many times have points been scored on the opps?
i think i lost count, it’s ments
who wants smoke with 10 or elev’?
it’s done been said that we run west
don’t get +, protect your chest
bow, kweff, aim for your neck
they talk ’bout skengs, fire ’em den
cah none of my g’s ain’t held no led
remember that day in shh, let me not talk cah that sh+t’s intense
just know somethin’ nearly got dead
and they ain’t tryna ride for their member
tables turnt, i woulda been round there with gifts, like late december
shanks and peds, that’s a deadly mixture
and if you want instant grams, no instagram, i can give you a picture
ammonia coke in a pot
let that rock, i do deals like bista
tt grub, not dust, it’s lumps
you know i got scales like a fisher
i got things, just call me
bants on food, why you think i step out, so saucy?
ketchup on the bottom of my shoes
i’m movin’ rude, way too naughty
tell the man ketchup like heinz
them man don’t grind, them man just h+rny
[hook]
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
everyday i got trapline goals
food in the rex, tryna make that stretch
then slap that prof into poles
i swear they ain’t nothin’ like us
they rap ’bout skengs, they ain’t lettin’ them go
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?
like, like what do you know?
talk ’bout smoke, but what do you know?

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