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Joey Trap

Nets

 

Nets

(album: Trap Jack 2.5 - 2019)


Akachi Beats
CBass, bitch
Haha, look, bitch

Gotta say, I'm kinda fly for a rich nigga
Nina on my side for a bitch nigga
Been up in my bag, fuck what they said
I can turn your girl into a base head
Gucci fabric on me, oh, it's delicate, I'm styling
I'ma make me millions, it's definite, I'm sorry
I know that you wanted me to lose, but I'm popping
Used to be so broke, but that was back when I was robbing
Now I'm wearing Robins, I got this
Used to have a roof on my Benz, now I've dropped it
Used to be a no one looked me up, now I'm a topic
My shooters out in New York like the Nets, what's the problem?

Yeah, so what's the problem?
Bullets from America, this spaceship is italian
Used to want a chain, but now the mansion's a medallion
My Rari getting beautiful, I call that shit the Stallion
What?
SWISH
That's the Nets, uh
Like the Nets, uh, nigga, I be next up
Nigga flexed up, uh, I don't flex tough
Mac tucked get 'em whacked up if he act tough

Gotta say, I'm kinda fly for a rich nigga
Nina on my side for a bitch nigga
Been up in my bag, fuck what they said
I can turn your girl into a base head
Gucci fabric on me, oh, it's delicate, I'm styling
I'ma make me millions, it's definite, I'm sorry
I know that you wanted me to lose, but I'm popping
Used to be so broke, but that was back when I was robbing
Now I'm wearing Robins, I got this
Used to have a roof on my Benz, now I've dropped it
Used to be a no one looked me up, now I'm a topic
My shooters out in New York like the Nets, what's the problem?

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