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Flipp Dinero

Livin' It

 

Livin' It


Ay, real trap...
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Real trap yeah, yeah, yeah
Real trap nigga, I can't fold, but K
Real trap K

Real trap nigga, I can't fold
Real trap nigga, on my self
Real trap nigga, ice on froze
Real trap nigga, four by four
Ice on yeah, ice on cold
Part on my hip, that's my pole
Counting up figures, I just count more
Counting up figures, I want more

Yeah, yeah
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cooking up making the steps
Yeah, punt in the door, cooking up making the steps

Yeah, steps, cooking up making the steps
Yeah, uh, [?], 'member them days I was nothing but
Yeah, counting them hundreds, bitch ain't no bluffing, turned it to something
Uh, yeah, I'm tryna fuck you, shawty I'm busting end of dicussion
Uh, yeah, I was the younging, was hustling
Thinking 'bout life I ain't really have nothing
Yeah, 'member these niggas was bugging, now I say thank you to God 'cause I'm thumbing
Yeah, hunnids I get and then count 'em it's nothing
Niggas they hate how I came up from nothing
Sipping on drank 'cause it help with my function
I'm off the xannies and whole bunch of fuck shit
I'ma just stick to the cards, I'm with the money you see in the focus
I got no love for no fuck niggas [?], I live to myself then
I cannot live with no hoe, I want the money, I'm sipping on Pour-Tec
I cannot live with my foe, I cannot trust 'em the reason I'm focused

Real trap nigga, I can't fold
Real trap nigga, on my self
Real trap nigga, ice on froze
Real trap nigga, four by four
Ice on yeah, ice on cold
Part on my hip, that's my pole
Counting up figures, I just count more
Counting up figures, I want more

Yeah, yeah
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cooking up making the steps
Yeah, uh, punt in the door, cooking up making the steps

Yeah, watching me flexing, I'm stunting
Watch how they plotting on Flipp when he stunting
Yeah, watch how this 38 busting
Nigga run up on me, that's end of discussion
Yeah, niggas be all on that fuck shit
Flipping the top, [?]
Yeah, I don't give a fuck 'bout assumptions
Niggas want smoke, come to the functions
Yeah, niggas will pull up extendo
[?] out the window
Yeah, smoking the blunt, yeah the endo
Plotting the ways I could live with my kinfolk
Yeah, while I pop like a pimple
Shawty wan' fuck, I might dabble a little
Yeah, living this life it ain't simple
Whipping the foreign like this shit a rental

Real trap nigga, I can't fold
Real trap nigga, on my self
Real trap nigga, ice on froze
Real trap nigga, four by four
Ice on yeah, ice on cold
Part on my hip, that's my pole
Counting up figures, I just count more
Counting up figures, I want more

Yeah, yeah
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Living this life with your soul
Punt in the door, cooking up making the steps
Yeah, uh, punt in the door, cooking up making the steps

Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, ay
Yeah, yeah, ay
Yeah, yeah, ay
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