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trapx10 - in store lyrics

[intro]
got nfa too much times and i buss a kidnap case at-
it was a 4’s and we give him a 9… i need to get rid of a corner
i do that if your line is blowin’

[chorus]
making drinks, i don’t need to pour, phone me up, what you need’s in store
been shotting this dro’ for six years and i think i’m gonna shot it some more
walked in the t, made the cats put their smack down, cah my bro stepped in with the raw
it comes in tickets so bro can whip it, you can exhibit to test of course
making bands, i won’t stop this re-up like k trap, a to b for my paper plans
i only got one granny alive but you know that i still got grands
i would love to win a grammy, that’s live, if not, i’ll be in the trap with grams

[verse]
what you want? ’cause my n-gg-‘s got boxes, that could be flake, weed or tt
get that delivered like ups, dpd or tnt
been shottin’ for years, feels like my line’s been on repeat
k still wants 1-2-5 and dave needs pots, probably one fifteenth
as soon as i rise, i’m servin’, weekend soon, no time for a dance
this girl called me for a date but i’m trappin’ all week like j avalanche
little bro’s on the strip movin’ big food, everyone ’round me has gotta grub
’cause ’round here the trap ain’t a game boy, we gotta make these p’s advance
my opps should be dodging these bullets
i bought the 12 out to play but them boys weren’t out, i was itching to pull it
you ever had feds on your tail, smoke in the ride, tryna get that gone
tell my driver don’t stop at all, i’m tryna make it home like buju banton
trap on my ones, get p’s for my j’s, them boy there know my style
if not, me and bro ice cities, roll round streets moving super wild
feds onto the kid from young, you know they’ve been tryna add to a man’s file
got nfa too much times and i buss a kidnap case at trial
it was a 4’s and we give him a 9 ’cause i need to get rid of a corner
i do that if your line is blowin’ but if you’re my bros like warner
i can never say much to a hoe ’cause she might be an informer
she thinks what i do and ask so i chat sh-t then man, she’s getting warmer
the opps don’t need wade for a rip and a splash, we can do that for free
i movin’ twos in pots, shot a fours and twos in a day, that’s a quarter of b
tell a girl i’m ghost for the money, i gotta get rid of every g
and the opps been broke for years, do them n-gg-s make any p’s?

[outro]
wild, wild… onto the kid from young, you know they’ve been tryna add to a man’s file
got nfa too much times and i buss a kidnap case at-
it was a 4’s and we give him a 9… i need to get rid of a corner
i do that if your line is blowin’

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