trap king$ - trap loud lyrics
“trump lucci verse”
i’ll bounce out on momma whole hood got
osamas i was nineteen playing wit them commas top down in the summer in a foreign get a eight and a liter and i’m pouring ur b-tch said ur boring she don’t like you michael kore on her frames she a dike too like a bike she riding taking pipe too i guess she a thot be default attracted by boss my money it talks influence by groupies u n-ggas is lost i keep on flipping and flipping in vaults u look at prices i don’t care the cost coughing on kush cuz it’s low in the fall pause ball like steph curry outdoor season over no february “scr-ppy verse”
yeah thank god i’m a real n-gga do the
gangster walk with a gold pistol i done made the news i’m the main issue i only know a few that will k!ll wit you i’m thumbing through the hundids n-gga get blunted running through the money f-ck with bad b-tches only take where i want it leave these suckas double jointed the realist in the game b-tch i’m so anointed i’m really real that’s how i feel i’m stay a g till the last meal approach every game i’m on the field and i’m a sucka for a b-tch in red heels so p-ss me tha hammer f-ck ur propaganda n-gga kc to atlanta yea call staxx and montana i know u n-ggas kings cuz i got the same handle
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