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I'm on the block trappin' for them racks
Drop on a welly I'm tryna get back
Fuck on that bitch and I'm breakin' her back
I pop me a perky like it was a snack
If you want smoke do em' like he thracks
Know I got cash that's facts
Know I keep chop, Can't lack
I'm breakin' down P's in the back of the trap

On the block trappin' till' I see the sun
I sold em' some dirt he thought it was runtz
Straight cash I ain't doing no fronts
50 Shots we don't do one on one's
Say you want smoke, Good luck
Pour a deuce now a young nigga slump
Catch a case then I go on the run
He think he a flexer nigga he a bum
Blue face rollie for the timing
Your chain made out of copper nigga not diamonds
See a opp then you know I'm a fry him, huh wait
D's blitz then you know I go ghost
I catch a opp then I'm doing the most
Sleaze tie em' Ima go get the rope

I'm on the block trappin' for them racks
Drop on a welly I'm tryna get back
Fuck on that bitch and I'm breakin' her back
I pop me a perky like it was a snack
If you want smoke do em' like he thracks
Know I got cash that's facts
Know I keep chop, Can't lack
I'm breakin' down P's in the back of the trap



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Writer(s): Jesse Martinez
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