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letra de trappin' in egypt / demons - fire octagon

[intro: fire octagon]
ya know?
you know what it is
so you know i’m comin’ down
aye, woah, woah

[verse 1: fire octagon]
so i got somethin’ to say, and it’s only for the realest
imma spit some bars, and you tell me if you feel it
imma tell you a secret, but only if ya keep it
trappin’ in egypt, trappin’ sand on the beaches
and you know when we dealin’
we get the sand in our sneakers
got me blastin’ yo speakers
and i got checks for the preachers
[verse 2: tumer beets]
walkin’ down the block and i got a lotta cash
and i got it in my coat, and i spend it on my clash
like the grinch, cleaning icebox, quick as a flash
word to seuss, redfish, bluefish, turn up the bass
you drop an album, it sucks
i got a million bucks
and imma double it
b-tch the album need a deluxе!

[verse 3: fire octagon]
so we need a deluxe
so wе meet in the truck
and we discuss, what the f-ck we gonna do this month
so we eatin’ the muck, and we beatin’ it up
and we got eeeerrrrr, and we got freezers, bruh
aye, i’m a visionary
and my blision vurry
and i join the saint joes crypto club, i’m in a hurry
pull up to the mcdonalds and i’m getting a big mcflurry
i got drivers and they always they be whippin’ for me
i don’t need an uber, pull up on a scooter
all your music tankin’, but i ain’t talkin’ scuba
and you know i’m a shooter
and you know imma shoot ya
and you know i was in the trenches
eating some motherf-ckin’ noodles
[verse 4: tumer beets]
driving nascar, b-tch i’m bout to jack a larry
i got h-lla bones, and they strong, i ain’t lackin’ dairy
and i’m playing brick-breaker on the f-ckin black-a-berry
i’m wit’ fire octagon, you know that we be trappin’ daily

[bridge: fire octagon]
aye man, f-ck all that old school sh-t
turn my headphones up

[hook: fire octagon]
i really talk to the demons, they in my soul
i gotta hooch man, i’m fiending, i’m trynna let go
i really came out the cement, doing these shows
i know that you wanna peep this, you copy my flow

i got the diamonds they wet like a boat
you already know, stay on ten toes
diamonds they wet, and they came off the boat
i got the bread, but i ain’t talkin’ toast
doin’ the most, doin’ the most
i got the shows, i got the poles down, yuh
we gettin’ lit and you already know!

[refrain: yung webz & fire octagon]
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe!
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat!
i got sand on my feet, and we goin’ wit’ the fleet
all my diamonds they on fleek, i got green like a leaf
[verse 5: tumer beets]
got the jeep outside, b-tch and i got a cooper in the back
and i touched a m, countin’ these hunnids, countin’ these racks
listen to tracks change over, they goin’ back to back
i’ve been sippin’ on some arizona, not talkin’ diamondback

[refrain: yung webz]
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe!
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe!
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat, hoe!
everybody clap your hands, go ham on this beat!

[outro: fire octagon]
i really talk to the demons, they in my soul
i gotta hooch man, i’m fiending, i’m trynna let go
i really came out the cement, doing these shows
i know that you wanna peep this, you copy my flow

- fire octagon

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