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retch - slop trays lyrics

[verse]
stand in front the store with the pole on me
crumpled bills in the hoodie pocket, had the o on me (what you need?)
looking out for squalor case they roll on me
can’t play the lobby, ’cause the super he done told on me (f-ck ’em)
my c-ke b-mpin’, my nose runny (ew)
fiends runnin’ that’s more money, dope make ’em walk funny
supply the block ’cause my dog hungry
got a phone, ’bout 500 contacts, and they all junkies
uncle still beggin’ for a wake up
last county trip, i seen a n-gg- get his face cut (real life)
box time where i really got my faith up (word)
slop trays, n-gg-s tradin’ ramens for a shape up (sh-t is nasty)
spent my time, on a bark, i’ma weight up (gotta wait up)
now i’m jumpin’ out the arch, put the 8 up (do the dash)
tables turned like a disk jockey, i was tryna pitch properly
put that money up and cop a big body (big body)
never serve it by the rest, this sh-t, you know the rest
a tec rippin’ through your vest, leave an open chest (flatline)
i hit that p-ssy once in traffic, but she give me neck (see me up)
block bending, crack sales inside a stolen lex
i roll the dice, i got my baby mother holding bets
money down, threw trips, them i’m gon’ collect (gimme that)
shout out to all my n-gg-s bidding make them calls collect (my n-gg-s)
sittin’ in the county, still ain’t get an offer yet (stuck up)
used to skip school, now i just state hop’ (trips)
been a lot of speculation since the tape dropped’
sh-t, i just wanna keep it brief with n-gg-s
it ain’t no beef with n-gg-s, just don’t speak with n-gg-s (that’s how it go)
this sh-t right here, i drew it in my sleep, my n-gg- (sleep)
but as of late, i been feelin’ different beats, my n-gg- (word)
you ain’t with me, beat your feet, n-gg- (beat your f-ckin’ feet)
gon’ get it ’cause i got it off the street, my n-gg-
like f-ck you talkin’ about

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