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trap in this b-tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this

pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f-ck all these b-tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b-tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh-t (nahh)

rule number one don′t stop
if a n-gga talk, then we gone knock off the block
and if a n-gga play, too late
heat up his ass now that n-gga soufflé
and no i’m talking bout what’s on his plate
cause i got my own, now these n-ggas want a taste
no i′m not bragging
yeah i stay with the k
lil n-gga stop watching fo i spray up ya face
look
all of my n-ggas getting bossed up
so why don′t we figure who cost more (hmm)
and if its a ace imma go for it
having my way with this sh-t smoking all of em
i gotta get to the bag i want all foreigns
no i’m not cappin this sh-t i want all of em
calling these n-ggas my baby
go driving miss daisy
and that′s why a b-tch can’t go for it
ahhh

trap in this b-tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f-ck all these b-tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b-tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh-t (nahh)

trap in this b-tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f-ck all these b-tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b-tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh-t (nahh)

rule number 2, do you
can’t stand no b-tch always talking, can′t do
live by this sh-t so a b-tch can′t lose
surrounded by steppers put this on the news
you know they gone watch and these n-ggas gone choose
so my advice to you, is to do you
i like icy jewels all over my shoes
give me a p imma times it by 6
on my way to the top, look how it sit
won’t fold on a soul cause i′m loyal to this
know my name yeah we royal lil b-tch
came from the bottom we didn’t want for sh-t
know that′s a problem cause you was a snitch
no i can’t rock with you lil bitty b-tch
so imma pop these bands and pop my sh-t
imma do me till i die in this b-tch

trap in this b-tch
i got the backend i missed
no we not cappin′ for this
pull out the sticks with the kicks
and i stay bragging on this
yeah we stay having the fits
f-ck all these b-tches they miss
and all of my hitters gone hit
wrong move and its up in this b-tch
and we want ransom, ain’t going for sh-t (nahh)

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