50Cal. (Trap House Remix)
This a 50cal
This a 50cal
Go, go, go
Go!
Bitches on the stove while I'm on the couch
They cook the dope up now it time for you to bounce (yan)
Money coming in junkies goin' out (go)
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal
My money come up short I cut ya fingers now
I might just gun you down with my 50 cal
Money coming in, we in motion now
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (yan)
Got tired of hitting licks for lil' petty shit
I want a hundred bricks just so I can go and hit the strip
'Cause rapping ain't enough, I want to go legit
For now come shop with me, I got the best prices (yan)
To-to these bitches I'm so arrogant
I talk cash shit so you know I clutch a nick
And goddamn Herbo popping it
Selling good dope junkies claim it's heaven sent (yan)
And goddamn you a broke boy (bitch)
How the fuck you balling ain't got shit to show for it (bitch)
Boy ya life is really boring (ahn)
Way above yo' level he looked up n seen me soaring (yan)
Go! B-Bitches on the stove while I'm on the couch (ahn)
They cook the dope up, now it's time for you to bounce (yan)
Money coming in junkies goin' out (go)
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (go)
My money come up short I cut ya fingers now
I might just gun you down with my 50 cal
Money coming in, we in motion now
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (ba, ba, ba, ba, ba)
This a 50cal
Go, go, go
Go!
Bitches on the stove while I'm on the couch
They cook the dope up now it time for you to bounce (yan)
Money coming in junkies goin' out (go)
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal
My money come up short I cut ya fingers now
I might just gun you down with my 50 cal
Money coming in, we in motion now
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (yan)
Got tired of hitting licks for lil' petty shit
I want a hundred bricks just so I can go and hit the strip
'Cause rapping ain't enough, I want to go legit
For now come shop with me, I got the best prices (yan)
To-to these bitches I'm so arrogant
I talk cash shit so you know I clutch a nick
And goddamn Herbo popping it
Selling good dope junkies claim it's heaven sent (yan)
And goddamn you a broke boy (bitch)
How the fuck you balling ain't got shit to show for it (bitch)
Boy ya life is really boring (ahn)
Way above yo' level he looked up n seen me soaring (yan)
Go! B-Bitches on the stove while I'm on the couch (ahn)
They cook the dope up, now it's time for you to bounce (yan)
Money coming in junkies goin' out (go)
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (go)
My money come up short I cut ya fingers now
I might just gun you down with my 50 cal
Money coming in, we in motion now
I'm posted in the trap with my 50 cal (ba, ba, ba, ba, ba)
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Writer(s): Dionta Wright
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