Po Up

First
Trapping out the flats boy I'm making racks
Nigga scam
I ain't trynna say I'm god but I'm high as him right now
I keep on getting it in bitch I'm never running out
Bitch your pussy like a trap-house it got niggas in and out
If my nigga got a plan there ain't no reason to hear him out
I can tell that he a middle man he trynna over tax
I ain't playing defence on em going all out attack
They like how you get your pape I hustle all type of ways
Married to the game I had to skip being engaged
They like E what you been doing
Busy getting paid
Tell a hoe you get the same dick like yesterday's
When an opp get hit a nigga celebrates
The strikers left him on the curb shit was devastating

You said you got a... let me po up
You got that purp or that red nigga
Bitch you got to suck the dick until you throw up
Bitch you got to eat that shit like you mean it
Don't mix lean with the pills it made me throw up
This the shit that I be doing coz I can

Nigga I'm in love with your bitch
Nigga I'm in love with this shit
Nigga I'm in love with the fast life
But I live in Slo-mo because of drugs
Nigga I'm in love with the trap
Yes I am
Nigga I'm in love with the
Nigga we shoot ball or we rap
If that don't go to plan then we trap
Nigga I sip lean like it's a hobby
Nigga I consider it as fun
Niggas folded on the first when it got worse
Poe bitch left a stain on my shirt
He swear he having but ain't got no trophy like her spurs
Poe nigga come to me I sign your shirt

You said you got a... let me po up
You got that purp or that red nigga
Bitch you got to suck the dick until you throw up
Bitch you got to eat that shit like you mean it
Don't mix lean with the pills it made me throw up
This the shit that I be doing coz I can
Don't act like you don't see your bitches know us
All the hoes wanna po up
Trust



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Writer(s): Em First
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