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trapboii - untitled lyrics

hook:
young boy
block boy
i’m a real hot boy
b-tch n-gga
rich n-gga
you a real snitch n-gga
pipe a foreign hoe n-gga
hit you with that 4 n-gga
glizzy with that scope n-gga
you ain’t want no smoke n-gga

verse 1:
trapboii with that sauce n-gga
watchu know about it
i keep that 40 tucked in deep
for these n-ggas who opping
lil n-ggas talking cheap
bought this pistol for dat walking
section really got that heat
come and test it boy you fronting
to all my b-tches shake
that booty in the bando -shake
oh you ain’t gang get
the f-ck out of my condo-
heard you a snitch might
come and run up through
your trap hoe -trap
we just tryna get to stacking
get that wrist froze
free all my dawgs who be trapped
up in the black hole
we just tryna get this money
hear that bankroll
now if you testing
ima pull to your spot though
and lil n-gga you don’t really want
no smoke yo -nah
now do my dance hoe -dance
shake that -ss hoe -shake
lemme see you shake dat
booty up and down hoe- racks
bring a couple friend through
for my n-ggas thought
got that chopper with
extendo we might let it blow -raa
oh you a snake i can see it
get f-ck out of my way dawg
them 40 rounds gone take
your life just like adios
up on your homie
do dash just like vaminos
like scooby do gone bone
your b-tch izzar let me know

verse 2

this perth city we don’t milly rock we don’t hit nah
we sip goon or the henny faded like a kobe shot
in ellenbrook with a stick i might hide it in my sock
if you booka guarantee you gone catch one of these thots

in my city we don’t milly rock we just hit the club
tell that thot better coverup i’m bout to nut
you ain’t balling you a scrub got the persona of a thug
i ain’t no shooter i’m ruler so the ak going dumb

god d-mn i’m the man i feel like uncle sam
you a fan and you mad that wasn’t in the plan
van d-mn with slam foggy slash in her pants
i demand for the bands so i end you where you stand

my n-gga why you tryna act like you don’t like her
i thought you knew that she let my n-ggas pipe her
you rookie who got caught up in the hype yeh
thats what get for tryna make these thots your wife yeh

its in my genes i’m supreme i am meant for bigger things
you mr beans with no queen with no homies or team
on a stream full of dreams at the end is all this creme
what you mean i ain’t clean section 6ix is in the scene

- trapboii lyrics

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