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letra de sorry we was trapping - drego & beno

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[intro: drego]
(meech)
what up, meech?
what up, beans? (michigan meech)
we gon’ keep the sh-t he talk (man)

[chorus: drego]
missed my mama birthday, sorry, i was trappin’
i’ma throw a deal last time, sorry, i was waxin’
told my b-tch i quit sippin’, sorry, i was cappin’
i ain’t seen you in a minute, sorry, i been trappin’
he like, “where you trap at?” anywhere they taxin’ (boy)
she like, “why you keep them racks wrapped up in the plastic?”
she like, “why you got all of these baby bottles in your cabinet?”
i’m like, “why you so swift? you straight from a—”
[verse 1: beno]
right, i ain’t got no love for ’em
n-gga talkin’ sh-t and he wet than a motherf-cker
put his ass up on the wall, yeah, just like mona lisa
trafficking, yeah, with the bag, hide the dope up in the speaker
that b-tch, she suck d-ck real good, yeah, she a well-known tweaker
i can teach you how to ball just by sittin’ in the bleachers
don’t count me out on this bag, i’ma always be there
i’m mad as h-ll, i got a wocky stain on this off-white beater
i’ll leave her before i eat her
yeah, when i stick it in, she said, “go a lil’ deeper”
caught her sneakin’ in my jeans, act like i ain’t even see her
yeah, i’m real life with the bag, boy, you a make-believer
take it out the water, throw it in the freezer
that b-tch, she bad and bougie, i like her demeanor
shake that ass, baby, i just wanna see it
she know i blow that bag, yup, every season

[chorus: drego]
missed my mama birthday, sorry, i was trappin’
i’ma throw a deal last time, sorry, i was waxin’
told my b-tch i quit sippin’, sorry, i was cappin’
i ain’t seen you in a minute, sorry, i been trappin’
he like, “where you trap at?” anywhere they taxin’ (boy)
she like, “why you keep them racks wrapped up in the plastic?”
she like, “why you got all of these baby bottles in your cabinet?”
i’m like, “why you so swift? you straight from a—” (man)
[verse 2: drego]
he like, “where you trap at?” somewhere in the hood
he like is that sh-t hot? no, it’s meagan good
i’ma beat the road down, play that sh-t like suge
only thing a n-gga wish, i wish a n-gga would
all this sh-t came from hutch, ain’t come from golden sun
i’ma send a hundred grams ‘fore i send a ton
no cap, real n-gga, gotta test the run
my young n-gga wild, shootin’, k!llin’ sh-t for fun
all i do is send a lo’, he gon’ get it done
b-tch, i was sendin’ n-ggas out before i had a gun
b-tch, i was sendin’ on the road before i had a run
it’s brazy, i was plugged in before i had a plug
i was hittin’ meech up, tryna grab a beat
i ain’t need a realtor to go and grab a key
n-gga try to play me to the left, i told him keep it neat
n-gga tryna beef on the ‘gram, i told him keep it street (michigan meech)

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