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letra de trap daily - obn jay

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trap daily lyrics
[intro: obn jay]
ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
(ace bankz on the track)
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus: obn jay]
told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
come through, i’m swerving and beating the g
we popping, they like, “how?”
we have them showing us love, we passing down every street
i f-ck her lowkey in the trap
that ass gon’ clap whenever she grab on them knees
i’m chasing this money, no cap
i plot on the m, i got all this sh-t on my sleeve
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real

[post-chorus: obn jay]
n-gga play, he gon’ get popped
n-gga play, he gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play then he get popped
n-gga play then he get popped, popped
[verse 1: obn jay]
lil’ momma be tripping, i call her today
then i gon’ stay with the other b-tch
plain, no shirt, jean jacket with the balmains
and them balencis up under it
lame ass n-gga keep screaming out he gang
but he just faking, he friendly
draco sing to a n-gga just like t pain
all of my young n-ggas be running it
like adderall, i’ma hype my dawg
but, no, real sh-t, we doing all sh-t in real life, it’s up, no hype at all
brought good gas and young n-ggas light that sh-t up quick
i smoke the law
do what i want with the real-real bad-bad b-tch
no sh-t, i break her walls
[?], you gon’ act, my pockets [?], sh-t on flat
he standing on the front so i’m blowing up smoke
i bet he gon’ choke, he won’t come back
i’m dripping whatever you thinking about
bet i got it, i know, i splur them stacks
n-gga be talking and telling everything
and this what i know, must k!ll all rats

[chorus: obn jay & king von]
told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
come through, i’m swerving and beating the g
we popping, they like, “how?”
we have them showing us love, we passing down every street
i f-ck her lowkey in the trap
that ass gon’ clap whenever she grab on them knees
i’m chasing this money, no cap
i plot on the m, i got all this sh-t on my sleeve
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real (von)
[verse 2: king von]
i’m known to shoot first, since i was a jit i been putting in work
they say it’s a curse, if you play with von, you end up in a shirt
got bullets that burn
the way he was screaming i know that sh-t hurt
gave my cousin some work
and yeah, that’s my cousin but he got to the first
all my n-ggas gon’ ball, valet in lenox , f-ck it, tear down the mall
four-five in my drawls
i passed out a hundred and they didn’t fake me at all
better use gloves when you playing with that raw
if you do a hit, better no say what you saw
my lawyer want fifty and we ain’t even talk
but soon as i call, he getting me out
ak’s, i been doing this sh-t for a decade
all hundreds, lil’ n-gga, these racks
gun so loud, when i shoot i get a headache
ayy, louie, you craig, i’m day-day
bullets get to raining, madden
boy, i go nuts for the payday
choppa so strong make a n-gga do the nae nae

[chorus: obn jay]
told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
come through, i’m swerving and beating the g
we popping, they like, “how?”
we have them showing us love, we passing down every street
i f-ck her lowkey in the trap
that ass gon’ clap whenever she grab on them knees
i’m chasing this money, no cap
i plot on the m, i got all this sh-t on my sleeve
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real
do what i want with the gang
all of my n-ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b-tch calling my phone for real
[post-chorus: obn jay]
n-gga play, he gon’ get popped
n-gga play, he gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped
n-gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n-gga play then he get popped
n-gga play then he get popped, popped

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