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letra de trapstar - stt laurentt

[intro]
i’m still trappin’ the street
don’t call on my telephone
i don’t wan’ talk to thots
i tell ‘em all get gone
i’m grinding i’m still in pain
my homie he locked and gone
my other homie he dead
i don’t know where imma go for real

[verse 1]
if codeine be on the bed
they know i get in a flow
it’s triple 1 i’m up
i’m rock solid and bone
i, i got some homies, they pop
right at your head quick
y’all don’t wanna play with me
i put you on some death sh-t
shoutout kd
we on big bands
shoutout big za
we put you on lock
shoutout bc
imma big dog
they know who the f-ck i is, don’t act like you be in shock
bought my brodie a rolliе
that ain’t done sweat me a pеace
i’m still done rappin’ at home
cause by myself i got peace
i gotta stick to the plan
my homie done he deceased
if i don’t think with my head
then i’m gon’ think with my d like
like where the f-ck has that got anybody?
yeah, yeah, i peep how you move you ain’t about it
my b-tch like ice spice she got a body
when she hear this sh-t i’ll know about it
[verse 2]
yeah, i done ran the streets they try to say it’s not sustainable
how the f-ck i ran up 300k that’s attainable
i done flipped a million in the streets before i labeled ‘em
imma trapstar, you and me we ain’t relatable
i don’t wanna talk to anybody
unless we talking money and it’s profits
diamonds on my t–th you they know glossin’
boy i’m rich as f-ck i been about it
diss me, back when i ain’t had none
now they see i got cash
now they wanna act some
f-ck off, uh yeah, f-ck off
uh yeah f-ck off
uh, say it 3 times b-tch
can you f-ck off
3, 4 foreigns, they said imma trapboy
3 in the morn’
i ain’t even on rack boy
your beats got boring
so i done took over that lane
in a new coupe
yeah she give me good brain
i buy with loose change
shawty bring that body over here you my new boo thang
you my new boo thang
f-ck that, i got pstd don’t want new things

- stt laurentt

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