ralfy the plug & lou gram – trust a soul lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, ayy, thrax, let me get one more)
[chorus: lou gram]
big bankrolls, mike amiris on
waitin’ for the bag to get back to city low
ridin’ [?], clutchin’ on the pole
that’s how i got to be ’cause i don’t trust a soul
[verse 1: lou gram]
waitin’ on this motherf+ckin’ bag ’bout to touch
off the drank, just put a three+five in my blunt (wock’, ooh, sh+t)
my eyes gettin’ stick
and my b+tch crip with the four+five on tuck
yeah, i’m ’bout a bale, me and my n+ggas fightin’ over sales
tryna get my cuz back home, he in and out of jail
tryna get the trap back goin’, this b+tch dry as h+ll
since the pandemic, n+ggas really ain’t got sh+t to sell (nah)
snitchers ain’t snitchers no more, they ain’t even got sh+t to tell
n+ggas start off racin’, now they finished, man, that sh+t the real
but i don’t miss a meal, i go get this sh+t for real
swear to god, if i’m lyin’, jesus, come and get the wheel
[chorus: lou gram]
big bankrolls, mike amiris on
waitin’ for the bag to get back to city low
ridin’ [?], clutchin’ on the pole
that’s how i got to be ’cause i don’t trust a soul
big bankrolls, mike amiris on
waitin’ for the bag to get back to city low
ridin’ [?], clutchin’ on the pole
that’s how i got to be ’cause i don’t trust a soul
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
when we spin, we’ll make cars crash like beyblades
think i’m sweet, told her i’ll give her nuts for a payday
you ain’t no boss, you just workin’ for a pay raise
your homie in the pen’ and you ain’t never sent a j+pay
road runner, not no store runner, you ain’t never seen a h+way
givenchy with the louis, bro, that ain’t in your pay grade
got them foreign whips, diamonds that be hittin’
i be gettin’ money out a b+tch his n+ggas trick on
free the gang and them, they on iphones, not flip phones
bay bay kid, i ain’t never went to school but my wrist was frozen
n+ggas be grown+ass men, tryna get a loan
play with me, i got that special beam cannon like piccalo, the plug
[chorus: lou gram]
big bankrolls, mike amiris on
waitin’ for the bag to get back to city low
ridin’ [?], clutchin’ on the pole
that’s how i got to be ’cause i don’t trust a soul
big bankrolls, mike amiris on
waitin’ for the bag to get back to city low
ridin’ [?], clutchin’ on the pole
that’s how i got to be ’cause i don’t trust a soul
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