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trap dickey - blue devils (remix) lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: dababy]
okay, let me get ’em
baby ain’t sparin’ sh+t, everybody gotta get it
every mo’f+ckin’ car a n+gga ridin’ in is tinted
they ain’t heard nothin’ from the carolinas in a minute
nasty, get on it and ride it till she’s finished
i’ll give them n+ggas ten+twenty thousand, make ’em spend it
or pull the pistol out, make you holler if you hear me
two pretty b+tches lookin’ out the window, say—

[verse 2: trap d+ckey & dababy]
“there go trap,” he always talkin’ ’bout two letters
crosstreks, he say he ridin’ on whoevеr (whoever)
tar heels, carolina, blue dеvils
we make it rain, blue hunnids, new weather (boom)
i can’t stand no n+gga who talk that sh+t like he gon’ shoot better (let me get ’em)

[verse 3: dababy]
pull out and up it on whoever
f+ckin’ his ho, she say i get yo’ boo wetter
i’m with this b+tch and she 5’7″
i got a 57
i up this b+tch, send some shots at him
i let that fire go, for real
come pour some water on me, make me chill
why you keep lookin’ like that? what’s the deal?
you ain’t give that p+ssy up, ho, be for real
ain’t one of them lil’ n+ggas you gotta’ lie to
that can’t make you nut back+to+back the way i do
listen, i ain’t into gettin’ out, i’m gettin’ in my feelin’s
told you not to play wit’ my pimpin’ (n+gga, uh)
baby ain’t doin’ no motherf+ckin’ kissin’ (uh)
cut off every b+tch that don’t listen, ho (uh)
start to think that my whip need a bathroom (uh)
pull up on them n+ggas and i sh+tted (ah+puh)
brought the phantom out, did it for the carolinas
five seats, i’m the only n+gga in it
they don’t know if i bought it or a n+gga went to rent it
she pull up and she swallow all my kids, i can’t forget it
even when a n+gga in and out of town, get in my feelin’s
it be b+tches over here, but somethin’ ’bout ’em, it be missin’
cold lil’ n+gga in the summer, need a coat
cold lil’ b+tch, she come and hug me wit’ her throat
poor+ass n+gga somewhere askin’ for a poke
she come and bust it open for dababy, i’m the goat, believe that
[verse 4: trap d+ckey]
“there go trap,” now bring that sh+t back like a re+run
i told you i was the sh+t since the begun
hondas, matter fact, drivebys, nissan
my pockets big like big pun (boom, boom)
i got a plug out in asia, he get it to me no matter the season
we servin’ bags, makin’ plays, and if you pull up, you can get you a cheap one
shades on like i’m johnny cage
four+five like i’m michael j
attitude like i’m dr. dre
he not a k!lla, he k!ll by mistake
we get it on like i’m marvin g+ye
we catch a body, then we celebrate
wish he would try me, that’s another case
we takin’ shots, no chaser
checkin’ on me like it’s instagram
my n+gga poppin’ them percs and don’t care ’bout the milligram
i seen my cousin’ lose trial, he left the court wit’ a smile like he don’t even give a d+mn
shooters wit’ me like i’m cunningham
just took my auntie another gram, know i ain’t one of them
before the buzz, n+gga, i been through the mud, and ain’t talkin’ ’bout monster jam
work so hard, no days off
i’m in the streets for real, used to trap at the days inn
i know this sh+t gon’ pay off
boss like rick ross, i used to trip off a net ten
brand new glock, best friend
i’m shootin’ sh+t for real, this sh+t cave ya’ chest in
kyrie irving, left hand
they sayin’—
[outro]

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