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paper boy trell - drip lyrics

crack god made it

yeah yeah

aye fye dat gas up

aye yeah

real street n-gg- no b-tch in my rep
30 clip up i shoot like steph
meth stank bad i cook like chef
i’m top tier, my weed top shelf
cold ice sprite , pour drink inside
open yo legs , i get inside
up that k, they run and hide
confident embrace my size
i’m a real n-gg- she do what i say
bro locked up can’t speak on that case
might crack jokes but i don’t play
me and key b ain’t riding no wave
n-gg- you a roach, i’ll spray you like raid
touch lil zi might die today
and lil speed got hoes for days
that lil thot know she ain’t get raped

got real drip my drip gon bless
throwing this fye, hope you don’t catch
face card good, don’t need no vest
gkb i rock my set

if you need gas we under the trees
gave her 2 perks, she on her knees
p-ssy -ss n-gg- gon bite like fleas
momma name tatted up on my sleeve
i’m trynna go get me some racks
on anderson street we flipping them packs
going full speed ain’t giving no slack
n-gg-s spit whack, i spit straight crack
i’m in the studio, i just popped me a bean
n-gg-s can vouch, i be having that lean
hit her from the back ima make her scream
she act bougie like her name was selene
young street n-gg- i live my raps
n-gg-s just broke, that’s off the flap
hit for a zip, it was really just bap
scoot really be up in that trap
we got gas, ain’t no mid
fruit on me, ain’t smoking no cigs
fye on me, we pulling them trigs
middle fingers up to all them pigs
you want beef?
go smoke a port
no ra ra this ain’t no joke
big 4-0 that’s what i tote
big 4-0 that’s what i tote
i can’t bowl, i dodged the pin
take communion, i still sin
wipe his nose and then i grin
i’m trell beezy i’m gon win
yeah yeah yeah yeah

- paper boy trell lyrics

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