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traumz - whip game lyrics

[verse]
in the kitchen my whip games frightening
trap spots untidy, got it looking like it’s been hit by lightning
just the other week i was on the wing in my sliders
i didn’t get no bail, i was already on bail, that’s another indictment
make cake, no icing, from early t’s been grinding
i’m in the fiend jar whipping up work while they’re digging and piping
got em’ all excited, they saying that the new ones firing
have you ever seen a fiend put the work in the pipe, kick back and light it
i don’t do no fibbing and lying
i’m really in the streets, all i really know is sell it and buy it
had to decrease my sizes cause’ the plug increased his prices
had the fiends in a crisis, drought time, price on the box keeps rising
but still i keep shining, rolex watch when i’m timing
set to cop a new time piece, plain jane 18k, no diamonds
i done jail and time on license
in the interview room i was silent
i still got indicted, i was chilling on the wing with the lifers
i’ve been on my grind from early
go ahead research it, i really put that work in
pebbled down a bird, no turkey
that’s four bars, no hershey’s
can’t end up in a cell cause’ the fiends really need my service
trap spots all dirty, whip it on the stove cause’ the kettle ain’t working
everyday i take risks but it’s all worth it
no tennis but i’m out ere’ serving
i’ve been on the roadsides since 8:30
how you think i got me all that burberry
i remember when it used to be nike huaraches
now i rock prada’s cause’ the trap lines doing fantastic
all these racks in elastic
these fiends phone back for the nasty
they know i got that tt cause’ i don’t f+ck around with average
whip that straight, i don’t f+ck around with magic
same sh+t, different day
all i really know is fiends and addicts
got the best of both, i ain’t chatting bout no bread for a sandwich
so much nasty, i had the table looking like a sandpit
long nights in the t, i got the blade, lemme’ chop this brown
i make bags off boxes, put profit down
my n+gga told me cop watches, the ones with the factory dial
cop plain janes and don’t ever buss them down
cause’ if you buss them down, you might lose a couple thou’
and i’d rather be up than down, even if it’s only £100
all day i’ve been running round, spinning that profit and putting it down
straight usa when i’m bunning that loud
9 mil luger when i put in that round, you know i ain’t f+cking around
slide on these opps, i’m putting em’ out
my mans running his mouth, catch him slipping, i’m running him down
still l!ck that shot when my number gets dialled

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