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K-Trap

The Re-Up

 

The Re-Up

(альбом: The Re-Up - 2018)


Stamping out a packet in my Louis runners, trapline still doing numbers
I could push it all in one or break the pack down, only winning niggas in my traphouse
Only drilly niggas on the street corners, unruly type of guys that rebuke orders
27 onions that's 3 corners, brick looking like it crossed over 3 borders
Peng like the gyal I wanna jeet down, only mummy and the plug be on speed dial
Cooking daily but I still gotta eat out
Calamari or a crab salad, I could tell you 'bout the times it was just Dallas
But it changed when I worked hard
Now I put in 3 goals by the first half
Coming heavy right now, it's just the first draft

Went and done it even though they couldn't see it in me
I'm a rapper now my runner grab the re-up for me
Street certified, they nod when a G passes
Bring the gold bottles, we don't need glasses
We only gonna pour it for the sake of it
I know the trap's wrong, but look what I made off it
She didn't wanna know and now she wanna stay a bit
And this ain't for a moment cause we staying lit

Cocaine Yeezys on a Merc brake, Givenchy what the shirt says
T-shirt with a pattern cost a Z of cali
Drippy nigga with a flipping bally
I'm that guy that made a nigga wanna buy a 'rex
And this music got me busy so I fly it less
1 week made 10 thou by text, on the phone to Rose where we flying next?
And it's anyday, [?] probably MIA
You gotta love life, loved ones I hug mine
And I appreciate the fuck ups cause you live and learn
Ain't a day I go without a figure earnt
Cah I'm really in the streets when I shouldn't
T-house jugging, with this half key of dirt
And everyday it hasn't changed, new day it's still the same
Kiss my sugar on the forehead and hit the curb

Went and done it even though they couldn't see it in me
I'm a rapper now my runner grab the re-up for me
Street certified, they nod when a G passes
Bring the gold bottles, we don't need glasses
We only gonna pour it for the sake of it
I know the trap's wrong, but look what I made off it
She didn't wanna know and now she wanna stay a bit
And this ain't for a moment cause we staying lit

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