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letra de trophies (freestyle) - quilly millz

you be chasin rappers for a feature
that’s some ho sh-t, you remind me of my f-ckin tweaka on some joe sh-t
quilly ballin, just sit in the bleachers
$1350 for my sneakers these ain’t jordan neither
i buy jordans for my son he fresh as justin bieber
you n-ggas 30 plus and still sneakerheads
87″ uncle trappin till his beeper dead
in the kitchen me and poppy eatin peta bread
free my n-gga filthy rich hope i don’t see the feds
so called trappers turn to rappers cuz they phone slow
ima rapper that just trap and get his own doe
trynna steal my adlib get ya own flow (own flow)
i do this rap sh-t in my pj’s
woke up in my flip flops and hit the e-way
money callin something foreign on my 3-way
strictly sk!lls when im spittin next to djs
i’m from uptown and i still be with my old team
countin brand new hunnits spendin old beans
hottest in the city n-gga that’s my old dreams
im bouta start sky diving do some bold things
rockin kenneth cole things
flow hot from a cold block
now im walkin in giuseppes nd they lowtop
playin xbox one in the c0ke spot
i done turned haines st. into “o” block
ho’s wherein b-ttas n-ggas wearin uggs now
n-ggas is the new b-tches, b-tches thugs now
everybody that was sober they on drugs now
let em tell it every trapper got a bug now and a brick
all the dirty n-ggas wavy now, i started it
b-tches wanna have my baby now, ain’t that a b-tch
where was you when i was in the gym
trynna get a birdie couldn’t get above the rim
f-ck mike now these youngins wanna be like me
alexander mcqueen skulls on my new t
balmain jeans and they cost a g
if you believe ya baby father yous a f-ckin flea
crab cakes at buddakan do it for the thrills
she gone bust that p-ssy open do it for some pills (for some pills dam!)

- quilly millz

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