Shrimp (feat. Lil B.R.O. & OG Lil Git)
TTD Pints
TTD Pints
In the Trap
I'm in the trap
Aye Cobby
Turn this shit up
I don't jugg no more niggas
I'm on now
I'm serving drink like a Vendy
Everytime that you talk
It's all cap
Everytime that I talk it's a Fendi
I'm running these bands
One band at a time
I'm hoping the work a start working
I'm getting money in between the lines
Until I'm rich I'll be swerving
I got the paper route
I cannot switch up
I'm tryna get it my nigga I'm risking
Don't leave yo bitch around me
I'm a take her and teach how to count up this chicken
I'm with two bitches I feel like a pimp
My pockets so heavy I walk with a limp
I go so ape shit I feel like a chimp
Shot at the boy he curled up like a shrimp
Niggas be hard but only round bitches
223's on me but I don't like violence
Niggas be broke but moving the loudest
I'm getting money I'm moving in silence
50 50 shit I cannot do
I was kicking shit like Freddy Adu
Came up so fast that I don't have a clue
I'm tryna get it but how about you
I'm in the beamer with bitches and ammo
I don't trust them so im strapped like commando
How you hating but you a really a fan tho
All of my bitches just won't leave the bando
I'm grinding and swerving
I just cannot lose
Niggas be cappin
Tryna run up they views
TTD Pints
In the Trap
I'm in the trap
Aye Cobby
Turn this shit up
I don't jugg no more niggas
I'm on now
I'm serving drink like a Vendy
Everytime that you talk
It's all cap
Everytime that I talk it's a Fendi
I'm running these bands
One band at a time
I'm hoping the work a start working
I'm getting money in between the lines
Until I'm rich I'll be swerving
I got the paper route
I cannot switch up
I'm tryna get it my nigga I'm risking
Don't leave yo bitch around me
I'm a take her and teach how to count up this chicken
I'm with two bitches I feel like a pimp
My pockets so heavy I walk with a limp
I go so ape shit I feel like a chimp
Shot at the boy he curled up like a shrimp
Niggas be hard but only round bitches
223's on me but I don't like violence
Niggas be broke but moving the loudest
I'm getting money I'm moving in silence
50 50 shit I cannot do
I was kicking shit like Freddy Adu
Came up so fast that I don't have a clue
I'm tryna get it but how about you
I'm in the beamer with bitches and ammo
I don't trust them so im strapped like commando
How you hating but you a really a fan tho
All of my bitches just won't leave the bando
I'm grinding and swerving
I just cannot lose
Niggas be cappin
Tryna run up they views
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Cobb
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