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sectionsmokes - trap & scam pt 2 lyrics

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trap & scam 8x

dip the chip jam swipe 2x

punch a punch ship overnight 3x

got this gun on me i won’t fight

he a fake scammer yeah i can tell

he got the bread send it through zelle
send a pack to air it comes gon come in the mail

leave my woods open mad as f+ck that they stale

felony on the glock send a n+gga to h+ll

we get locked up then we paying the bail

i ain’t leave no trace in my trail

white b+tch hit the blow her face looking pale

run up to your porch and i’m taking your mail

that n+gga got schored with the torch then he fell

i’m k!lling him like an abortion was failed

she hit a 8 ball she got coke in her nail

this chop on me get to ringing like bells

these n+ggas be acting like they dave chappelle

oh you ain’t havin yeah i can see
eyeball the work i don’t need a scale

check that boy like a spelling bee

that n+gga soft i know that he frail

so many grams in my wood that i can’t see

flip the switch light em up like a christmas tree

my shooter popped a bar he losing his memory

clip hold 20 just like a limousine

big 4 of wock got a cup of promethazine

lightskin shooter he look like comethazine

f+cking his b+tch in the back of back

while i’m smoking so pack

and i’m clutching my strap never lack

i keep me a knife in my pocket yeah
i’m in ya dreams freddy krueger yeah

i got the ruger revolver a pocket rocket

plug just like a socket

trap jump like a mosh pit

my fiend shooting needles like he detoxing

make the dope lock just like a lock smith

shoot the g+lock til this trigger locking

get the drop on him have my b+tch stalk him

just like a bird ima go hawk him

dressed in designer ima kay flock him

someone clean him up someone go mop him

got that stick ima go chop him

give bro the bricks and he gon rock em

ship them packs b+tch we gon box em

carding i’m punching the site like i’m boxing

i ain’t have no percs so i gave him suboxone

k!ll that boy disappear ain’t no other options

just like his credit score ima drop him

visa master and discover f+ck yo sister and yo mother

k!ll yo mother and yo brother

geeked off a pill stopped asking why i stutter

y’all n+ggas acting like danny glover he p+ssy up strap on me im taking his cutta

take his b+tch slide in her like b+tta k!ll

my glock got a switch on that b+tch make it stutter

she brought it back ow she brought back yeah she a pack runner

100 shots still missed he got a real wack jumper

shoot him he move on some zombie sh+t

like scotty did kick door move like karate kid

white girl like i carly uh

ps like i’m bob marley uh

demon summoned charlie charlie forgiatos on ferrari

nut on his b+tch ima leave her a mess

he tried to fight me he got his with a desk

that boy sick as f+ck i know that he pressed

i told her i’m him i’m not like the rest

that boy ain’t succeed he failing the test

and i already won i can’t lost like yes

trap & scam 8x

dip the chip jam swipe 2x

punch a punch ship overnight 3x

got this gun on me i won’t fight

he a fake scammer yeah i can tell

he got the bread send it through zelle

send a pack to air it comes gon come in the mail

leave my woods open mad as f+ck that they stale

felony on the glock send a n+gga to h+ll

we get locked up then we paying the bail

i ain’t leave no trace in my trail

white b+tch hit the blow her face looking pale

run up to your porch and i’m taking your mail

that n+gga got schored with the torch then he fell

i’m k!lling him like an abortion was failed

she hit a 8 ball she got coke in her nail

this chop on me get to ringing like bells

these n+ggas be acting like they dave chappelle

oh you ain’t havin yeah i can see

eyeball the work i don’t need a scale

check that boy like a spelling bee

that n+gga soft i know that he frail

he a fake scammer yeah i can tell

trap and scam 3x

- sectionsmokes lyrics

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