FavoriteTrapper
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me,spud)
Everything 4 sale
Maybe even you
I tell it to her face this ain't nothin new
Higher then a bitch
Fire up the glue
I ain't fuckin you
Unless you bring her too
Fuck allat bitchin
I'm back onna road
I gotta goal
I'm come get it fa the low
Fly back home
An sell it fa the whole
Iont know another nigga like me
Checking stats
I ain't never froze
I could vouch fa all my niggas
I swear ta god
They could never told
Nigga whatcha need
We got that an mo'
Prices discounted
This ain't jus fa show
Vacuum seal bags all on the floor
I bag em up, watch how fast it go
An if 12 get to askin niggas question
We goin tell em bitxhes we ont fuck know
I can't not answer not nair question
Nigga do ya job, I am not ya hoe
An if a jackboy try run up
Ain't even trippin you already know
I put this mufucka to his head like a blow dryer an then let it blow
Oh
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me,spud)
Ima hit the studio
An fuck it up
Then back to the money
The mission
I got packages inside my kitchen
All inside my cabinet
Iont do no dishes
Money have a nigga pull up to ya
Money also have a nigga pitches missin
Listen
Know a nigga that been shootin jumpers
Since 96
An he still brickin
Had to tell my lor nigga pay attention
Know he bout that dolla
Now he heard it different
Its the art a hustle
We know all specifics
From a half a baby
To a quarter kidney
From the Adderall
To a perk prescription
From the sour Diesel
To the water whippin
Nigga ever think he can take somethin from me
Turn his ass to a victim
An naw nigga
Iont carry not nair street beef to the studio
Ima find out where that nigga stayin
Catch em onna come back like I'm Julio
An naw nigga I ain't switchin up
Wit the same gang since grade school
Tell em niggas if they want beef
They Gettin steak too bitch stay tuned
Look
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me, spud)
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me,spud)
Everything 4 sale
Maybe even you
I tell it to her face this ain't nothin new
Higher then a bitch
Fire up the glue
I ain't fuckin you
Unless you bring her too
Fuck allat bitchin
I'm back onna road
I gotta goal
I'm come get it fa the low
Fly back home
An sell it fa the whole
Iont know another nigga like me
Checking stats
I ain't never froze
I could vouch fa all my niggas
I swear ta god
They could never told
Nigga whatcha need
We got that an mo'
Prices discounted
This ain't jus fa show
Vacuum seal bags all on the floor
I bag em up, watch how fast it go
An if 12 get to askin niggas question
We goin tell em bitxhes we ont fuck know
I can't not answer not nair question
Nigga do ya job, I am not ya hoe
An if a jackboy try run up
Ain't even trippin you already know
I put this mufucka to his head like a blow dryer an then let it blow
Oh
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me,spud)
Ima hit the studio
An fuck it up
Then back to the money
The mission
I got packages inside my kitchen
All inside my cabinet
Iont do no dishes
Money have a nigga pull up to ya
Money also have a nigga pitches missin
Listen
Know a nigga that been shootin jumpers
Since 96
An he still brickin
Had to tell my lor nigga pay attention
Know he bout that dolla
Now he heard it different
Its the art a hustle
We know all specifics
From a half a baby
To a quarter kidney
From the Adderall
To a perk prescription
From the sour Diesel
To the water whippin
Nigga ever think he can take somethin from me
Turn his ass to a victim
An naw nigga
Iont carry not nair street beef to the studio
Ima find out where that nigga stayin
Catch em onna come back like I'm Julio
An naw nigga I ain't switchin up
Wit the same gang since grade school
Tell em niggas if they want beef
They Gettin steak too bitch stay tuned
Look
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me spud)
Know that nigga cappin
Think he jus a rapper
He ain't never sold drugs
(Huh)
We pull up they showin love
Everybody smokin me
Big bud
Who ya favorite trappa trappa
Favorite trappa trappa
(Who, me, spud)
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