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rublow – that’s it lyrics

[intro]
(who made this godd+mn sh+t?)
(the beat, daniel)
ayy

[chorus]
i be talkin’ dope and the trap and the scales and the ‘bows and the work ’cause i live that sh+t (’cause i live that sh+t, i live that)
i just f+cked a rap n+gga b+tch from the city, if he ever find out, he gon’ k!ll that b+tch (he gon’ k!ll her, gon’ k!ll that)
it just be me in the trap with a glock 19 and a scale, vacuum seal, that’s it (vacuum seal, that’s it, vacuum seal, that’s it)
n+gga tryna get it off the rap sh+t, get it off the trap sh+t
see a hundred mill’, that’s it (see a hundred mill’, that’s it, a hundred mill, that’s it)
i be talkin’ dope and the trap and the scales and the ‘bows and the work ’cause i live that sh+t (’cause i live that sh+t, i live that)
i just f+cked a rap n+gga b+tch from the city, if he ever find out, he gon’ k!ll that b+tch (he gon’ k!ll her, gon’ k!ll that)
it just be me in the trap with a glock 19 and a scale, vacuum seal, that’s it (vacuum seal, that’s it, vacuum seal, that’s it)
n+gga tryna get it off the rap sh+t, get it off the trap sh+t
see a hundred mill’, that’s it (see a hundred mill’, that’s it, a hundred mill, that’s it)

[verse]
ayy, ring, ring, ring, ring, phone goin’ stupid
twenty+four seven, big blow gettin’ to it
stupid+ass b+tch cooked the eggs ‘fore the grits
had to kick this b+tch out, man, this b+tch hear a movie
all pretty hoes love dope boy music
daddy sold work, so i’m dope boy influenced
countin’ up paper ’til my thumbs got bruises
you ain’t gettin’ to a bag, n+gga, f+ck is you doin’?
got pigeons and chickens, them birds been flyin’
don’t catch me no play without grabbin’ my iron
cappin’ ’bout trappin’, these n+ggas be lyin’
you never touched work, i can see in your eyes
i’ll never ever ever tell on a n+gga and i ain’t beefin ’bout a b+tch ’cause ain’t none of them mine
straight to the trap, put this rap sh+t aside
i been takin’ n+ggas hoes left and right, but it ain’t my fault
whole hundred bands in my vault
dope boy sh+t when i talk
keep this sh+t p, that’s law
f+cked a n+gga b+tch, now the b+tch can’t walk
blow, ayy (blow, blow)
got a whole lot of white in the trap and a whole lotta ‘bows, i be movin’ them b+tches
on the e+way, i’m doin’ the limit
the police pull me, then i’m doin’ the sentence
[chorus]
i be talkin’ dope and the trap and the scales and the ‘bows and the work ’cause i live that sh+t (’cause i live that sh+t, i live that)
i just f+cked a rap n+gga b+tch from the city, if he ever find out, he gon’ k!ll that b+tch (he gon’ k!ll her, gon’ k!ll that)
it just be me in the trap with a glock 19 and a scale, vacuum seal, that’s it (vacuum seal, that’s it, vacuum seal, that’s it)
n+gga tryna get it off the rap sh+t, get it off the trap sh+t
see a hundred mill’, that’s it (see a hundred mill’, that’s it, a hundred mill, that’s it)
i be talkin’ dope and the trap and the scales and the ‘bows and the work ’cause i live that sh+t (’cause i live that sh+t, i live that)
i just f+cked a rap n+gga b+tch from the city, if he ever find out, he gon’ k!ll that b+tch (he gon’ k!ll her, gon’ k!ll that)
it just be me in the trap with a glock 19 and a scale, vacuum seal, that’s it (vacuum seal, that’s it, vacuum seal, that’s it)
n+gga tryna get it off the rap sh+t, get it off the trap sh+t
see a hundred mill’, that’s it (see a hundred mill’, that’s it, a hundred mill, that’s it)

- rublow lyrics

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