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Beeper

(álbum: Blank Blank - 2018)


My trap phone jumping like a beeper, thumping like a speaker
Cutting pretty hoes off
I always been a loner I don't really need 'em
Trying not to doze off
Ain't been getting sleep, I practice what I'm preaching
If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers
I'm the fuckin goat, these muhfuckas know it...

This ain't spoken word but I'm a fucking poet
This a 40 if I up it Imma blow it
Every song I got I blank
I see these niggas hating on the internet, but I don't never see them at the bank
I'm at the counter taking out some rap money
The teller tell me that I act funny
I'm going shopping with the trap money
I put that shit on and I drip
I tried to sneak in that bitch with the rod, my shirt was too tight it ain't cover the clip
I'm getting high on the low with yo bitch, drinking hen while i drive I'm control the whip
I wouldn't try this at home, I got on take a nigga bitch cologne
Don't try to pull out ya picture phone
Kiss on this dick ain't no mistletoe
You know I'm the shit I can switch a hoe
Get rid of a bitch, I don't miss a hoe
Forget it, you blew it, its over
All hunnids they blue like they rolling
Did my dance and I took ya lil' hoe
She like how I be moving my shoulders
You know how the boy do it, I'm posted, I keep that shit lowkey I still got that OG
And he gon' try to cap for his partnas, don't know nothing 'bout me, but act like he know me
And I might catch a flight to LA just to go back and shoot my shot like I'm Kobe
Then I go catch a flight back to Charlotte and get off the load by my muhfucking lonely
'Cause my

My trap phone jumping like a beeper, thumping like a speaker
Cutting pretty hoes off
I always been a loner I don't really need 'em
Trying not to doze off
Ain't been getting sleep, I practice what I'm preaching
If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers
I'm the fuckin goat, these muhfuckas know it...

My trap phone jumping like a beeper, thumping like a speaker
Cutting pretty hoes off
I always been a loner I don't really need 'em
Trying not to doze off
Ain't been getting sleepy, I practice what I'm preaching
If I ever go pull up to my old school, bet I can fuck on all my teachers
I'm the fucking goat, these motherfuckers know it
That ain't Da Baby, that's my baby

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