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trigga500k - ether lyrics

{producer tag} (ay shut up tini made this one) (chorus) {uhh, uhh ayy money dont make you real but this sh+t make you feel better, told the gang i want him dead do something to make me feel better losing my focus tryna handle beef. everybody gangster till it’s time to pull up a check now them f+ck n+ggas act like they dont wanna eat.{verse 1} gotta dot my eyes and cross my tees lemon squeeze all in my tee i want a n+gga to think i’m sweet, pillow talkin to these hoes (?) gon push up on me. n+gga play then he gon die uh, put it on my momma he gon leak, can’t leave thе crib without that iron you know my denim keep a crease. 550 for thе zitty if you bout two i throw you three, i always knew the turtle win the race (?) off the last them same n+ggas that ain’t wanna front me they flexin on they ass. i turnt the 7 to 10 b’s won’t front my motion cause they knowin’ them same hoes that ain’t wanna go i got all them b+tches goin’ 300 grand my wrist, got it off the block, got it off the bricks, if she can’t up a dub or betta then she ain’t my b+tch, keep her out my mix

{verse 2} road runnin’ know i’m having old money n+ggas cappin’ bout that motion they ain’t never score nothing, d+ck to d+ck tryna ride the wave i swear these n+ggas pole jumpin’, if you green then i’m gon tax you better act like you know something. love that scale know that’s my favorite b+tch, you want this sh+t you gotta get up off yo ass to get a bag you gotta take a risk. i’m really having money making mitch never been on that feeling sh+t ian even trying to be in a n+gga mix. whatever it take know i’m gon’ make it happen whether i’m in the booth spittin’ rappin or i’m in the trap getting off the packets n+gga. real bagger know i love cheese, i can’t put nothing before that money especially not no b+tch hoe you could go on leave. phone sw+ngin jumping off the meter i know this sh+t here bubble red or however you want it having real ether. (?) i’m having real ether, ay hit the trap you tryna score you know i gotta have havin real ether. (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

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