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polo1ysn - drip trap lyrics

[verse 1: polo1ysn]
bread in my stack and i f-cked it up
bread in my stack and i got it back
f-cking your hoe from the f-cking back
all i really want is f-cking racks
give me some money and count a stack
flip me the pack and then get it back
[?]
[?] that styrofoam
22 posted, i am on the grove with nogoodhood
smoking a bag filled with [?]
y’all really know we should
pull up on your hood
lay that b-tch out
shoot out a hundred rounds
gun that n-gga down
you know what i’m talking ’bout
slide my white and my nose down
eat off davinci plates
all i eat is steak
i just might sip on some drank
i might just dab and i faint
p-ssy n-gga wanna think?
running up you think sweet
and i’m gonna knock his -ss out
like its fight night, i’m mike tyson, n-gga
i might just pull up a drank
simply dab and i faint
i might just f-ck on your hoe
i might just pull me a four
deelo 50 at the sto’
[?]

[verse 2: deelo]
you’ll get robbed on these roads
[?] on these roads
i done switched so many hoes
i done finessed so many foes
i done pulled so many fours
i done pull up so many cause i know n-ggas posted at the sto’
n-ggas posted up getting high
we done whipped it up on these stove
where you from?
we don’t know you
you get paid? nah, for real
n-ggas play with us we gonna pull light at still
i’ve got blue [?] i’ve got blue faces, got red faces
[?] we don’t know you
we don’t f-ck with you new faces
and we straight [?] with these f-ck n-ggas
i can’t do that, i only f-ck with real n-ggas
where you at? [?] with us
so no we can’t f-ck with [?]
f-ck it, [?]
[?] and never f-ck with us

[verse 3: polo1ysn]
i’m with lv rocking lv
popping double g’s in some school buses
i’ve got molly, i’ve got purp
bet that b-tch gonna go to work
my n-gga [?]
matter fact free billy merk
my n-gga [?]
matter fact free billy merk
dabbing that b-tch and i skirt
dipping and dabbing the verse
sipping on lean and i swerve
i might just change up my words
i’ma buy [?]
shooting the pistol i fly like a bird
i am the sh-t like a t-rd
geeking xanax that ain’t mean sh-t
geeking the purp, selling some weed
i am up like an atm
trapping and dabbing and i’m f-cking on kim
i’m on set, boy ringing
i’m on fire, boy ringing
motorola get the screaming
trap phone still beeping

- polo1ysn lyrics

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