Traded (feat. K Camp)
On top
Big Money
Big Song
(Rare Sound)
We got London On Da Track
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you, I've been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Yo, I say fuck them hoes, fuck 'em, all fuck 'em all
I ain't cuffin' no, cut 'em off cut 'em off
Fuck 12, fuck the law fuck the law
Shawty low, done it all done it all, yo
You broke, right
The hoe life
Woah, right
Roll the fucking dice
Never sold one
You don't know the coat price, yo
Bust a joke
I know what I'm doing
Wish you would, wish a nigga would
Count the money, recount it
On the block, posted up rebounding
I want a streets family
Your nigga be about it
These niggas only
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
These bitches on me (yo yo yo)
I can't trust you I got traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Ey, switchin' sides (swish swish), that ain't cool (yo yo)
Get a life, 'cause that ain't you, yeah yeah, yo
Lately, I been fuckin' hoes without dating
No no no, she ain't a dime that's a eight piece (I like her)
Dressed in all black look like Beijing, yo
You know you can't play me, I don't lay fair (wooh)
Traded to the other team, nigga stay there
Niggas trippin', I know I don't need no move
Bitch niggas, they Bobby Valentino hoes, yo (wooh wooh)
They been fucking to the max
I been rolling up these stacks
I got London on da track
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
By my homies (yo), by my homies
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies (let's go)
These bitches on me (wooh)
Bitches on me (wooh)
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Rare Sound
Big Money
Big Song
(Rare Sound)
We got London On Da Track
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you, I've been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Yo, I say fuck them hoes, fuck 'em, all fuck 'em all
I ain't cuffin' no, cut 'em off cut 'em off
Fuck 12, fuck the law fuck the law
Shawty low, done it all done it all, yo
You broke, right
The hoe life
Woah, right
Roll the fucking dice
Never sold one
You don't know the coat price, yo
Bust a joke
I know what I'm doing
Wish you would, wish a nigga would
Count the money, recount it
On the block, posted up rebounding
I want a streets family
Your nigga be about it
These niggas only
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
These bitches on me (yo yo yo)
I can't trust you I got traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Ey, switchin' sides (swish swish), that ain't cool (yo yo)
Get a life, 'cause that ain't you, yeah yeah, yo
Lately, I been fuckin' hoes without dating
No no no, she ain't a dime that's a eight piece (I like her)
Dressed in all black look like Beijing, yo
You know you can't play me, I don't lay fair (wooh)
Traded to the other team, nigga stay there
Niggas trippin', I know I don't need no move
Bitch niggas, they Bobby Valentino hoes, yo (wooh wooh)
They been fucking to the max
I been rolling up these stacks
I got London on da track
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, it ain't for me
If you play around wit my family, it'll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can't see you all this money in the way
These bitches on me
Bitches on me
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
By my homies (yo), by my homies
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies (let's go)
These bitches on me (wooh)
Bitches on me (wooh)
I can't trust you I've been traded by my homies
Rare Sound
Credits
Writer(s): Sy Brockington
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