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letra de trapstars (feat. baby neutron) - prolly perry

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[intro]
go f-ck with that prolly perry sh-t

[hook] baby neutron
wait huh
the feds at my door
n-gga so big that he fell through the floor
come here lil b-tch come and give me some more
n-gga want smoke so i shot at his bro
f-cked on his hoe yea she gave me some throat
n-gga talk sh-t put a hole in his throat
fresh out the pound my n-ggas on go
don’t make a sound keep this b-tch on the low
wait hol up aye, hol up aye
rob a n-gga then go f-ck up a show
kiss that lil b-tch she don’t want me no more
f-cked her sister cause she f-cked on my bro
n-gga want gas to the pounds
fly to the n-gga headed straight from the ground
that b-tch too much said she want some more rounds
i gave her 30 it’s enough for the gram

[verse 1] neutron
wait hol up, aye, hol up, aye, hol up, aye
let a n-gga come and switch up the flow
i’m not yo n-gga b-tch don’t call me yo bro
extended maag and it came with a scope
talkin sh-t bet i kick through yo door
140 and i’m takin yo hoes
matter fact b-tch i’m takin yo clothes
you better run before i take off yo toes
hol up aye, hol up
wait till a n-gga get bands
i’m takin yo b-tch put her right in her trance
n-gga got mad cause i stepped on his vans
i like yo hoe so i wanna be friends
i got the best jokes so n-gga i’m slayin
i don’t want her lil n-gga i’m playin
you better get her cause she thick and i’m slaying

[hook] baby neutron
wait huh
the feds at my door
n-gga so big that he fell through the floor
come here lil b-tch come and give me some more
n-gga want smoke so i shot at his bro
f-cked on his hoe yea she gave me some throat
n-gga talk sh-t put a hole in his throat
fresh out the pound my n-ggas on go
don’t make a sound keep this b-tch on the low
wait hol up aye, hol up aye
rob a n-gga then go f-ck up a show
kiss that lil b-tch she don’t want me no more
f-cked her sister cause she f-cked on my bro
n-gga want gas to the pounds
fly to the n-gga headed straight from the ground
that b-tch too much said she want some more rounds
i gave her 30 it’s enough for the gram

[verse 2] perry
wait nah
n-gga talk sh-t imma throw up them rocks
n-gga i fade tell yo man he can talk
all of them n-ggas ain’t running them blocks
i’m selling weed we toting them glocks
she riding my sh-t it was wet as a mop (wet)
ice on my neck f-ck that hoe then she left imma be on yo ass like a cop uh
n-gga you dumb you thought the beat was finna drop
i ain’t droppin out of school i know the money mean a lot
got cash on my arms
got my brother smoking pot
i be zooted as a cracker riding in a drop top
i got keyless
whips on me peep this
n-ggas on me peep this
sneak dissin v next
hop in the coupe be stoned and sh-t
i be lookin like a dog be boning sh-t
prolly perry with tech got zoned and sh-t
got like 50 bands and i’m boning this b-tch
rich n-gga in this sh-t i don’t wanna lie
got diamonds on my arm i ain’t gonna die
a banana looking b-tch imma get her fried
all these n-ggas talkin sh-t but they don’t know me

- prolly perry

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