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willtharapper – late to tha booth lyrics

[intro:]
(skrt skrt… skrt skrt skrrrrrrrt)
willtharapper n-gga

[verse 1: willtharapper]
say look –
i drop a deuce in my cup
hit the booth f-cked up (woah woah)
hit the gas, dropped the top
now my roof f-cked up
switching lanes, spilled my lean
now my shoes f-cked up
you take my n-ggas for a joke
you got my dudes f-cked up (squa-squa)
ole’ b-tch, wasn’t sh-t
what she lose, lucks up (my bread)
the plug called my phone, what it do? what’s up?
he say he trynna move a block
had to tell him what’s what (n-gga what?)
i’m a rapper, not a trapper, all i do is bust guts (bow)
but i’ll break a brick down if i’m -ss out
why these rap n-ggas do nothing that they rap bout’?
i don’t even try to cut off their lil’ rap route
i just pull my mask down when they cash out (i need that)
since we ain’t’ rich, we talk our sh-t, don’t need a stash house
i hit a l!ck, i don’t buy kicks, i keep it trapped out
they talking traps but never in em’, what they track bout?
they toting guns that’s never used for what they’re rapt’ bout’
i might pull my mac out
say “put your hands up” (put your hands up)
catch him at the go-go let out
say “give your bands up” (give the cash up)
you a lil’ b-tch, type to snitch, give your mans up (he did it)
once you see a clip
p-ss and sh-t and call your grandma (ew)
n-ggas talk on twitter, man them n-ggas got the game f-cked up
willtharapper is a b-tch? you got my name f-cked up
i’m high as h-ll, trynna shoot, so my aim f-cked up
do-do do do pow
hit his head, now his brain f-cked up
your favorite rapper is a b-tch, he got his chain tucked up
but he say he wanna k!ll me, i don’t give a f-ck f-ck
what that mean? that mean, i don’t give two tough f-cks
i roll two stuffed crust and now i’m too f-cked up (woah)

- willtharapper lyrics

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