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Flies In Da Trap
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Foogiano
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(Authentic or nothin') Huh Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred I get on that Henn', I turn to a dog I get on that mud, I move like a sloth I only smoke Runtz and I only roll loud He asked for your ho and I gave her a toss Yeah, b*t*h, it's the Mob, try it, it's gon' be bodies Droppin' like one did at Follies All of these sticks here got mileage All of my youngins, they wildin' Locked in, they solid Yeah, it's the mayor, I'm clutch, I'll never choke GD, b*t*h, I'm reppin' four I got your b*t*h by the ropes The way she suckin' d**k, I wrote her name down in my notes And no, we ain't cuffin' no ho I pass her ass to Tay, he Larry Bird with the stroke For this water, boy, you need a boat A paddleboat ain't gon' work, you gon' get Super Soaked And boy, I invested in drip Big Yano, n***a, MVP of the 'chip And yeah, b*t*h, I got plenty chips Half come from rappin', the other half come from flips So many blues, think that I'm Nip And try to take a n***a, promise that I'm off the hip They bump me, boy, I send a blitz He gon' think I'm playin' Madden how I hit the stick Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred Hey, I got a problem with clockin' out I'm workin' numbers all day, ain't no poppin' out b*t*h, we ain't goin' on dates, she gon' eat me down Say she want kids, but they already in her mouth b*t*h, you gon' die reachin' for this jewelry b*t*h, I got that fire, they think the boy security Know that I'm a rapper, pay me backends But I caught a play 'fore I came in, hey Say he gangster, ain't believin' that I shipped it out, he said that he receivin' that I ran off, he really thought I was gon' bring it back If I can't find me no pu**y, I finger racks Young n***as look like they ready for a homi' DeJ Loaf in this b*t*h, just wish a n***a try me Wockeisha got that boy movin' like a zombie (Lean) She say she vegan, but she gon' eat salami Say he gon' shoot it, but that n***a bluff (Bluff) A hundred bag give me a rush Guarantee in my Backwood is a must (Gas) I got plays every fifteen minutes like the bus If I run through your ho, then b*t*h, you know that Foo hit it If I spin your block, you gon' know who did it These n***as ain't gangsters, man, these boys civilians If I pull this drum out, this b*t*h gon' shoot a million, hey Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred Say that he gangster, I know that he cap n***a run around screamin' that he got a body, you ain't kill nothin' but flies in the trap I'm a real one, n***a, I'll never speak on a homi', and I only speak facts on the track I don't read it 'less it's talkin' 'bout numbers with commas, these n***as, they pu**y, they cat If I pull the drum out, n***a, this b*t*h shoot a hundred (This is Authentic)
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