letra de ladies - frxxer
[verse]
pretty little missy, leather boots knee high
she looking real thick, cutie right by my side
i told her “hold this food” and she didn’t ask why
i fling it in the whip and watch the back end slide
yeah she five foot four and i’m the trapper she adores
i’m a muslim brudda in christian dior
she wants me inside her but i’m always outdoors
you can catch me in the trap, you know my money gotta grow
hash and b with my lady but i’ve gotta fly o’s
either way she gonna ride in the foreign or ten toes
b-tches wanting the kid, falling like dominoes
cah these hoes ain’t loyal, gotta warn all my bros
bro tryna tea pack, can’t wait too t
and these roads ain’t a joke, watch out for the anp’s
they got intelligence so who’s talking on me?
that’s why i stay lonely, i don’t trust these streets
same time i’m with the fiends, they be loyal to my needs
they say they move work, tell ’em “show the receipts”
g packs with me, in the flats i’ve got the keys
and if i get locked it’s no comment to police
i keep it hush baby, yeah you know how i be
don’t have to kiss and tell cah it ain’t in my genes
i fell off in my teens but i’m focused on my queens
i told her “i’m a tourist”, now she really wanting me
she knows i’m in charge, yeah she calls me the captain
tryna make it balance, yeah the roads and the rapping
shank on my hip and i ain’t even lacking
and dem boy chat, nah they ain’t ever trapping
i’m flying down the m’s with a box in the boot
o.t. trip cah the fiends need the food
no reception up north when i’m flying to the toon
baby wants my time so i told her “just cool”
can’t focus, flipping packs, turning class a’s into loot
she wanna shoot her shot when she blowing on my flute
had to tell her “take time” and redirect the route
i’ve got a criminal mind but my chat be smooth
when i’m out trapping daily, no time for my lady
pure cocaine, wrap it up, lil baby
it’s crazy cah i’m still trapping like i’m in the eighties
sold more class a’s than mercedes
benz with the flaky, sh-t i grabbed for eighty
and my runner’s on lines, get from a to b safely
feds want me bagged but my food’s with my ladies
she said she wants a taste, now she’s calling me tasty
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