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letra de switchy & my dunks - glockboyz teejaee & certified trapper

[verse 1: certified trapper]
i’m hungry, i ain’t caught a hat in months
turtle pie up in the f-ckin’ ‘wood, i add some runtz
walk a n-gga down, switchy and my dunks
blew a f-ckin’ gram of boy, had him stuck
lil’ b-tch bone her p-ssy at me, had to f-ck
threw a perc 30 back, ain’t no liquor in my cup
steppin’ on the dog, turn a cat to a pup
it’s some dior runners, had to turn these hoes to chucks
all i hang around k!llers, n-gga only did some months
blowin’ all ninety-three, this sh-t f-ckin’ up my lungs
all these auto seers keep f-ckin’ up my guns
full metal jackets, b-tch f-ckin’ up my drum

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
that money stackin’ to the ceiling, it hit different
police come, we gotta go, you know we pulled up with them switches
i’m from the trenches to real slums where n-ggas died, this sh-t get wicked
used to be good and then he filed out just like sheed did on the pistons, yeah
it’s just me and certi, we in big body, the benz one (we in benz)
i f-ck b-tches and they friends, n-gga, and some
this paper comin’ in too fast, i think the feds comin’
man, every time i close my eyes, all i can see is money
you play with me, my dog gon’ take off like a rocket
ten milli’, i know you see it on me, it’s in my hoodie pocket
2024, we trappin’, 20-2012, was robbin’ (yeah)
24/7, 365, we’ve been slidin’
[verse 3: certified trapper]
how cuddy clap your motherf-ckin’ ears together
teejaee tweakin’, put a tray up in a dr. pepper
need a chiropractor too, b-tch, but i can stretch it
where the f-ck you think goin’? i bet i can catch you
plugged on that— b-tch, i can bless you
spend money on your lawyer so they can’t arrest you
mask with the boy so it can’t molest you
fresh out the b-tter, pullin’ up fresh too

- glockboyz teejaee certified trapper

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