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letra de whoop that trick - frvrup & ysk sav

[intro]
whoop that trick
oh sh-t find it, man find it
that’s it right there
speed it up
speed it up
nah, speed that up
speed that up

[verse 1 (ysk sav)]
whoop that trick, got a stick wit’ a hmm
straight out the gate, he got hit in his sh-t
for talking too much, b-tch you know we legit
know my young n-ggas violent
i’m sendin’ a blitz
b-tch, i appeal like some dope
b-tch, come take you a sniff
ay, he flexin’ too hard, take that watch off his wrist
reach for this sh-t and you takin’ a trip
watch him sail off and i’m bookin’ that ship
bookin’ that ship, i’ma get his ass flipped
this a ride in my pants ain’t no motherf-ckin’ tip
got the ride in my pants while i’m servin’ her d-ck
if she make the wrong move then i’ll k!llin’ this b-tch
up wit’ the stick, i’ma show you a trick
young project baby, i’m straight out the brick
young project baby, i made it legit (yeah, yeah)
like chris and you saint, better stay out the mix

[verse 2 (frvrup)]
these n-ggas been cappin’ a lot
i don’t do friends, i ain’t dappin’ a lot
n-ggas been fake, they been actin’ a lot
cuz’ a n-gga get paid, i been addin’ a lot
ay, i feel like big meech
these n-ggas can’t get me
your b-tch wanna f-ck
enough is enough
if she like it rough, then i’m crackin’ her spot
won’t catch me slippin’, i’m lackin’ or not
ain’t gamblin’ n-gga, i’m jackin’ the pot
tell the police don’t question me, tell my b-tch don’t question me
if it happened or not
ain’t whoopin’ no trick
i ain’t slappin’ no thot
i’ma beat the b-tch ass, but that was a thought
my circle got small, i cut n-ggas off
they say i switched up, but that was my fault

[verse 3 (ysk sav)]
that wasn’t your fault
b-tch got a stick wit’ a beam
tryna knock some sh-t off
call out a place
man, i feel like the boss
drop a bag on his head
give a f-ck bout’ the cost
send a shoutout
my brother, we knockin’ em’ off
should’ve hyped his ass up
give a f-ck bout’ your loss
give a f-ck bout’ your loss
b-tch, i’m hangin’ wit’ savages
cut throat, we handlin’ packages
h-llcat, we causing them damages
care pack, he needed some bandages
really got locked up for shippin’ and handlin’
finna shoot at these n-ggas, and talkin’ no cameraman
ain’t talkin’ no cameraman
leave his ass stuck
from the front of the club
i’ma leave his ass dumped
please don’t get in my way, b-tch
i’m swingin’ this pump
we givin’ out shots but you ain’t gon’ get dropped, p-ssy

[outro]
okay, let’s go smoke that joint

- frvrup ysk sav

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