ounce prize - trap house to white castle lyrics
[intro]
the real hustle only begins
the beats go up
the flow goes up
[chorus]
i be turnin’ up b-ss for n-gg-s who pour some sprite in codeine cups
then those dope mains h-t parties and n-gg- that is the sign they won’t stop
shout-out to boyz flippin’ bricks and to those who movin’ dope
we got stuff, we got music, let us make this house explode
pop belaire like rick ross and gonna make it rain after that
if dough ain’t ’round the crib ladies in an instant turn sad
i ain’t got nothing like m’s cause i’m not the one who movin’ dope
but if a dope main invite me i claim like ‘n-gg- why not?!’
[verse 1]
cut it up
when you see me outside with a mac-11 say w-ssup
from trap house to white castle i will move on though, glisten with my mouth of gold, pull up ’em my f-ckin’ foes, back up and be backed by bros
i am on that trill sh-t with my brotha, he’s the producer of these beats and we gotta spend time chillin’, that is because work time’s on fleek
cd’s fsf were spread all like blue bricks by walter white
that’s what made me keep work goin’ and n-gg- no way i’m gon’ say bye (nah!)
[bridge 1]
movin’ on from trap house to white castle we don’t waste but explore and develop, right?
[verse 2]
i see white castle on my way, it’s gettin’ closer, i do better
some local fame already mine, it’s spreadin’ day by day, h-ll yeah man
let us all celebrate, why not? the reason very obvious
gotta take just a little break for heaven’s sake and please you all pray for us
lames wanna see you quit your work and they be throwin’ hate at you
my middle fingers speak much louder than my words, but still f-ck you
everyone strives for better days, i’m now on my brighter days
from trap house to white castle livin’ life i live these days, bro
[bridge 2]
summer up in here
the new ep
a new period means a new work
this is like a new era of my life
when i unite bright and dark sides to get something groundbreakin’ at the end
shout-out to hitta
shout-out to badcurt
[chorus]
i be turnin’ up b-ss for n-gg-s who pour some sprite in codeine cups
then those dope mains h-t parties and n-gg- that is the sign they won’t stop
shout-out to boyz flippin’ bricks and to those who movin’ dope
we got stuff, we got music, let us make this house explode
pop belaire like rick ross and gonna make it rain after that
if dough ain’t ’round the crib ladies in an instant turn sad
i ain’t got nothing like m’s cause i’m not the one who movin’ dope
but if a dope main invite me i claim like ‘n-gg- why not?!’
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