two friends – trap king lyrics
i’m like: hey, what’s up, h+llo
seen yo pretty, as soon as you came in the door
i just wanna chill
got a sack for us to roll
married to the money
introduced to my stove
showed her how to whip it
now remixin’ for low
he my trap king
let him hit the bando
we be countin’ up
watch how far them bands go
we just set a goal
talkin’ matchin’ lambos
got 50, 60 grand
500 grams though
man, i swear i love how
he work the d+mn pole
hit the strip club
we be letting bands go
everybody hating
we just call them fans though
in love with the money
i ain’t never letting go
and i get high with my baby
i just left the mall
i’m gettin’ fly with my baby (yeah)
and i can ride with my baby
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies with my baby (yeah)
and i get high with my baby
my trap king
let him hit the bando
i’m like “hey, waht’s up, h+llo”
and i get high with my baby
i just left the mall
i’m gettin’ fly with my baby (yeah)
and i can ride with my baby
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies with my baby (yeah)
and i get high with my baby
i just left the mall
i’m gettin’ fly with my baby (yeah)
and i can ride with my baby
i be in the kitchen cookin’ pies with my baby (yeah)
and i get high with my baby
my trap king
let him hit the bando
i’m like: hey, waht’s up, h+llo
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