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trap bills - wake up lyrics

[chorus:]
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake up -ss up
roll that dutch master up, gas up
gotta have a zip at least to match up

if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
b-tch i’m never going broke
you must take me for a joke
b-tch you don’t want smoke
hit the gas don’t choke

[verse 1: trap bills]
i’m in the club, i’m smoking blunts
like what you chiefin’ on?
throwing them grams off in my dutch
get high like cheech and chong
police tryna buy my dope, i tell them i’m out of that
so much trap money on me that i’m in love with counting that
every time i flip that zip like an acrobat
try rico & bills? won’t like the aftermath
i just went and spent about a half a rack
then i went and re-upped on a half a bag
throw a ziplock in the closet
call that a trap house deposit
only in love with the profit
crazy how fast i get off it
people keep saying they’ll murder me
b-tch -ss boy must not heard of me
i keep that ewing like 33
so what you not doing is hurting me
wake up round noon then i bake up
i smoke out the o getcha weight up
i been on this trap sh-t you so late
staying on my grind but i don’t skate
(wake up round noon then i bake up)
(i smoke out the o getcha weight up)
(i been on this trap sh-t you so late)
(staying on my grind but i don’t skate)

[chorus:]
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake up -ss up
roll that dutch master up, gas up
gotta have a zip at least to match up

if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
b-tch i’m never going broke
you must take me for a joke
b-tch you don’t want smoke
hit the gas don’t choke

[verse 2: rico bravo]

come here b-tch
i got a firestick and fire d-ck
i can’t f-ck her raw i heard she burn like niacin
i don’t need that hoe but she need me like vitamins
slow your roll, play around it get violent
you can get your strings pulled like a violin
i don’t gotta touch her, one look and her panties messy
i got a b-tch from spain, she used to f-ck with lionel messi
she so s-xy, but it’s something bout her make me sketchy
hit you with the right, no n-gga i’m not a lefty
man you smoking light, you know i be smoking heavy
i need an old school, might just cop that box chevy
but i really want that maybach like rick ross
nice house, longest yard just like chris rock
off top, f-ck how you feel
me and trap bills in that trapmobile
i’m in dc, just like bradleyville

[chorus:]
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake up -ss up
roll that dutch master up, gas up
gotta have a zip at least to match up

if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
if you sleeping on me wake yo -ss up
b-tch i’m never going broke
you must take me for a joke
b-tch you don’t want smoke
hit the gas don’t choke

- trap bills lyrics

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