Boost
I just lay low get a bag and just stack up my chips
Never put your trust in someone that never took a risk
Hit a opp it's lit hit it than I dip
Splashing every fit
Ten kay every flip
In traffic we mixing up that wocky with the juice
Sipping on that wocky smoking zaza give me boost
Shawty give me throat inside a s class its a coupe
Smoking gas up in the air this shit smell like fruit
Slimey like a snake
Need it now can't wait
Trap in any state
Chains on like a slave
Send them to the grave
Trap jump like a rave
On point like a blade
Dodging all them raids
Bad bitch and she slim
Pockets hit the gym
Money vision never dim
Beam up on his chin
Had to hold it down
Dripping I can't drown
Trap in any town
Started with a pound
Living for them bands man you know I play with them blues
Tired of counting back ends when it's nothing else to do
Niggas just be capping nothing that they say is true
She say she a baddie but shawty been ran through
I be in my own lane don't care about anyone else
Bullets hot they're hitting and make any nigga melt
I be in my own lane don't care about anyone else
Bullets hot they're hitting and make any nigga melt
I just lay low get a bag and just stack up my chips
Never put your trust in someone that never took a risk
Hit a opp it's lit hit it than I dip
Splashing every fit
Ten kay every flip
Never put your trust in someone that never took a risk
Hit a opp it's lit hit it than I dip
Splashing every fit
Ten kay every flip
In traffic we mixing up that wocky with the juice
Sipping on that wocky smoking zaza give me boost
Shawty give me throat inside a s class its a coupe
Smoking gas up in the air this shit smell like fruit
Slimey like a snake
Need it now can't wait
Trap in any state
Chains on like a slave
Send them to the grave
Trap jump like a rave
On point like a blade
Dodging all them raids
Bad bitch and she slim
Pockets hit the gym
Money vision never dim
Beam up on his chin
Had to hold it down
Dripping I can't drown
Trap in any town
Started with a pound
Living for them bands man you know I play with them blues
Tired of counting back ends when it's nothing else to do
Niggas just be capping nothing that they say is true
She say she a baddie but shawty been ran through
I be in my own lane don't care about anyone else
Bullets hot they're hitting and make any nigga melt
I be in my own lane don't care about anyone else
Bullets hot they're hitting and make any nigga melt
I just lay low get a bag and just stack up my chips
Never put your trust in someone that never took a risk
Hit a opp it's lit hit it than I dip
Splashing every fit
Ten kay every flip
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Writer(s): Danilo Guerra
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