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Concealed

 

Concealed

(album: For Christ Sake 2 - 2019)


Trixx
Talking
Talking bout' some money, gon' stack it to the ceiling
Talking bout' some money, gon' stack it to the ceiling

Talking bout' some money, gon' stack it to the ceiling
Niggas talking evil, okay, then we supervillains
I done told these niggas we killed they best friend like you Krillin
Yeah, you know we like the Green Bay Packers stealing
Moving ever so stealthy, 9 I kept concealing, uh, uh
The lean, I had concealed
That 9, I had to conceal it
The lean, I had concealed
That 9, I had to conceal it

Talking bout' some money, gon' stack it to the ceiling
Niggas talking evil, okay, then we supervillains

Gotta catch a flight, baby, I ain't catching no feelings (Feel it)
Catch a flight, baby, I ain't catching no feelings (Feel it)
Bad bitch, really, and she able and willing
These niggas dead broke, man, they taking paycuts chilling
If I ever, ever spoke on the beat, you know they paying
Because I always make it vivid, the picture that I'm painting
And if you double-cross me, nigga, you gon' end up laying
Yeah, I'm having cheat codes to the big pounds just like San Andreas
Yeah, I gotta [?], go to the Himalayas
That's what I like to call innovation
Might drop a R&B hit, then put a R&B bitch in rotation
These niggas already dead, I don't know why they dropped the location
Don't think they used they head (Yeah, stupid ass nigga)
Please go check, I know he scared
That was his bitch, why I hop in her bed?
Hit from the side wit' her hand on my dreads
Boy, I know you dread this
It's okay, don't feel bad
These hoes don't get bills paid
Boy, get you some realty

Talking bout' some money, gon' stack it to the ceiling
Niggas talking evil, okay, then we supervillains
I done told these niggas we killed they best friend like you Krillin
Yeah, you know we like the Green Bay Packers stealing
Moving ever so stealthy, 9 I kept concealing, uh, uh
The lean, I had concealed
That 9, I had to conceal it
The lean, I had concealed
That 9, I had to conceal it

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