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letra de trapt - chris vayle

[intro]
calm down, i’ll just call robert

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ fly, y’all look like ants the way that i see you
shawty gon’ shake it, then triple h it, gettin’ cerebral
put ’em to sleep when you walk out, shawty, i know this sh-t get lethal
k!ll ’em then bring out the box, she take me away, a real grim reaper
shawty get me trapped with that sh-t ’cause she headstrong
you ain’t talkin’ dead benjamins then you dead wrong
he wan’ tryna f-ckin’ use his head, now that head gone
ran it up and now i stand on it, so my legs long

[verse]
it’s a lot of money in this b-tch, i bring that thunder, rain
shawty, i’ma smoke this blunt, it’s gone until i don’t feel no pain
30mg in me, call it quits but, f-ck, i’m losing weight
spinning on the daily off top rope, just like i’m cruiserweight
i gotta bad lil’ b-tch who shake and wake it when i’m pullin’ up
cut her off for talkin’ to much, she act like she spillin’ blood
lil’ b-tch givin’ attitude, but see just if i give a f-ck
she gon’ wipe me down real clean, told, “l!ck up every bit of mud”

[chorus]
i’m gettin’ fly, y’all look like ants the way that i see you
shawty gon’ shake it, then triple h it, gettin’ cerebral
put ’em to sleep when you walk out, shawty, i know this sh-t get lethal
k!ll ’em then bring out the box, she take me away, a real grim reaper
shawty get me trapped with that sh-t ’cause she headstrong
you ain’t talkin’ dead benjamins then you dead wrong
he wan’ tryna f-ckin’ use his head, now that head gone
ran it up and now i stand on it, so my legs long

- chris vayle

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