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​real trap n-gga lyrics
[intro: k$upreme]
(chubby going crazy)
real trap n-gga, always got the s-
real trap n-gga, always got my scale
real trap n-gga, always got my, yeah
(you know my beat came from strong cause it’s)
real trap n-gga, always got my, phew
real trap n-gga, always got my scale
real trap n-gga, always got my, yeah
(i love this sh-t nino)

[chorus: k$upreme]
real trap n-gga, always got my scale
priority shipping, get that in the mail
it was me and my glock riding around by myself
how could i trust you b-tch? i don’t trust myself
everyday get to the racks, i’ma add to the wealth
popping a perc like it’s good for my health
trap, grab the k’ off the shelf
r.i.p. virgil, drip louis v. belt

[verse 1: k$upreme]
selling these bags, these b-tches ain’t gon’ sell they self
i’m a.o.b. make her sell herself
she ain’t got no dope, paid the hoe to the left
this shark too loud, i can’t hear you, i’m deaf
i’m chasing that money til’ i take my last breath
hop out the bed and i’m chasing the check
fully turnt when it’s flooded, my neck
glock .26 with a baby tec
off the drank driving, hope i don’t wreck
[chorus: k$upreme]
real trap n-gga, always got my scale
priority shipping, get that in the mail
it was me and my glock riding around by myself
how could i trust you b-tch? i don’t trust myself
everyday get to the racks, i’ma add to the wealth
popping a perc like it’s good for my health
trap, grab the k’ off the shelf
r.i.p. virgil, drip louis v. belt

[bridge: k$upreme]
real trap ni-
real trap n-gga, always got my
real trap n-gga, always got my scale

[verse 2: big yaya]
sold dope in the rain, heat, snow, hail
n-ggas want smoke but can’t inhale
first brick of white i seen was pale
[?] the pen and thirty for the bale
[?] ain’t come home cause’ he ain’t get bale
14 went to jail for a sale
weigh it off the eye don’t need a scale
i’m where the money at d-mn i left a trail
i’m married to the money, i know she want the trail
[?] class used to fail
mom kicked me out when she seen the [?]
[?] my package
grinch [?] on fashion
why i need a shooter if i’m gon’ blast him?
i know a real b-tch all plastic
[chorus: k$upreme]
real trap n-gga, always got my scale
priority shipping, get that in the mail
it was me and my glock riding around by myself
how could i trust you b-tch? i don’t trust myself
everyday get to the racks, i’ma add to the wealth
popping a perc like it’s good for my health
trap, grab the k’ off the shelf
r.i.p. virgil, drip louis v. belt

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