I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy
They just wanna dance
Trapping with the hood rats
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Good kids make bad grown ups
No money, power, or drugs,
Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing
Your bars are far from attractive they need to stick to trapping
Normally talk about, snorting drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
My bars are lethal like barbiturate drugs
Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks
And don't make vibrations stop
My niggas out here trapping a lot
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