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letra de trappin off the government - fbg dutchie

[intro: fbg dutchie]
(jae prince on the beat)
gang, uh
gang, huh?
gang, huh?
(fbg sh-t)
(fbg, b-tch)
huh? huh? (gang)
huh? huh? (gang)
huh? let’s get it (huh? gang)
trappin’ off the government
i said i’m trappin’ off the government
what? let’s get it, huh? (clout boyz)
trap-trap-trap-trap
(huh? huh? huh? huh? huh?)
[chorus: fbg dutchie & king cole]
3 a.m. and my line still bussin’
fiends call my phone, so i got to serve the junkies
feds on my heels, so it’s motherf-ck the government
i don’t give a f-ck, i’m still trappin’ off the government
trappin’ off the government, trappin’ off the government (king cole)
3 a.m. and my line still bussin’ (clout boyz sh-t, fbg)
trappin’ off the government, trappin’ off the government (huh?)
fiends call my phone (huh?), so i got to serve the junkies

[verse 1: fbg dutchie]
trappin’ off the government, watch cost a hundred bands
broads on them doors, so you know it ain’t no comin’ in (at all)
right back to the kitchen, water whippin’, i just copped some chickens (whip, whip, whip-whip)
hit the block and drop it off, lil’ folks, knock it off
old school, drop the top, shorty wanna diddy bop
i know she’s a silly thot, she know she can’t get no c-ck (at all)
all i wanna get is gwop, in the kitchen, whippin’ pots (whip, whip)
razors when i cut the rock, hustlin’ got me my new drop
trap money in all my knots, b-tch, you know i keep that chop’
nickel d and nickel rocks and this sh-t will never stop
at all, i’m addicted to this game (get money)
i got lean, i got loud, heroin, and cocaine

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
3 a.m. and my line still bussin’
fiends call my phone, so i got to serve the junkies
feds on my heels, so it’s motherf-ck the government
i don’t give a f-ck, i’m still trappin’ off the government
trappin’ off the government, trappin’ off the government
3 a.m. and my line still bussin’ (it’s dutchie, shout out lil’ brodie godumb)
trappin’ off the government, trappin’ off the government (uh-huh)
fiends call my phone (clout boyz), so i got to serve the junkies
[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
trap, trap, trap, trap, trappin’ off the government
feds on my heels (what?), motherf-ck the government
the bands, bands, bands, b-tch, i do it for them bands
probably bust a gaffle, sh-t, i do it for them grams
got to whip it up, yeah, i’m whippin’ up the yola
baking soda shawty, yeah, you know i got the soda (hah)
young n-ggas in the field, pop you like a soda (boom-boom, boom-boom)
[?] jump like [?] in the range rovers
oh, oh, i’m trappin’, goin’ crazy
in the kitchen with them infants, you know i got them babies
whip, whip, whip, all i know is whip
motherf-ck the feds and motherf-ck the wic (f-ck o’block)

- fbg dutchie

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