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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Trap On The Beat

 

Trap On The Beat

(album: Free Hood - 2021)


They know that I'm geeked (Yeah)
(Yeah eat it up, Champ, eat it up)
Real champ shit
Pablo created this motherfucker

Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert
Worried about no nigga, I'm shooting first
Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt
Niggas start hating it came with the turf
Ain't never worked but the shit still work
I need a cane I'm on lean and percs
All of these diamonds I think I could surf
Yeah, I think I could surf
I'm on the xans and I still ain't sleep
Pop me an X I like running on E
Can't gas me up I ain't smoking OG
Dark tinted lenses I barely could see
Wolf in the hood I ain't never been a sheep
Real street nigga I trap on the beat
Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet
Look at my eyes, they know that I'm geeked

Pop me and addy, I'm focused
They drop an addy on the opp we gon' blow it
And I've been geeking on drugs, they know it
We in the lobby they know that we loaded, yeah
Never look back I move forward
Used to have to trap in that Ford, yeah
Ducking that 12, we was clutching them pistols when we hear a knock on the door, yeah
Stack it up, I need some more
We shoot them back, we don't hit the floor
Thanking the lord I got Christian galore
I hit the booth every time I get bored
All this water like the New Jersey shore
Bad bitch, she don't know she a whore
But I fucked her on the couch and the floor
Calling me when she gets off of work
I ain't had a job I still got that work
Plug in Cali' throw the pack like Nerf
Touchdown, she gon' dance, make her twerk
Hit from the back, pussy juice on my shirt
Know that I'm geeked up, I'm still on alert
Pills in my body and I ain't no nerd
She ride that dick and you know that I swerve
Bitch roll the weed and don't get on my nerves

Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert
Worried about no nigga, I'm shooting first
Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt
Niggas start hating it came with the turf
Ain't never worked but the shit still work
I need a cane I'm on lean and percs
All of these diamonds I think I could surf
Yeah, I think I could surf
I'm on the xans and I still ain't sleep
Pop me an X I like running on E
Can't gas me up I ain't smoking OG
Dark tinted lenses I barely could see
Wolf in the hood I ain't never been a sheep
Real street nigga I trap on the beat
Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet
Look at my eyes, they know that I'm geeked

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