Trap Poetry
(专辑: Sorry 4 Da Flex 3 - 2022)
Bih, bih (I love this shit Nino) Bih (BassKids on the
beat) Uh, uhm, I
ain't really gon' say much I
was on this drank I'm on this drank K-Preme I
don't really care if you ain't feeling me None of these niggas is kin to me I'm balling in the
game, these niggas in little league I
fuck her so good, I
know she gon' remember me I'm getting that money, that's my number one tendency These niggas and bitches move foul, that's a
penalty I
count up the
money thinking what did it I
count up the
money thinking what did it do to me? I
gotta' move tac, I
can't be moving foolishly I'm one of a
kind, it ain't never gon' be two of me I
speak all over the
beat so fluently Making the
stick sing like Jodeci I
hop on the
beat and I
speak trap poetry K-Preme nigga, K-Preme nigga I
don't really care if you ain't feeling me None of these niggas is kin to me I'm balling in the
game, these niggas in little league I
fuck her so good, I
know she gon' remember me I'm getting that money, that's my number one tendency These niggas and bitches move foul, that's a
penalty I
count up the
money thinking what did it I
count up the
money thinking what did it do to me? I
gotta' move tac, I
can't be moving foolishly I'm one of a
kind, it ain't never gon' be two of me I
speak all over the
beat so fluently Making the
stick sing like Jodeci I
hop on the
beat and I
speak trap poetry You only got one chance so you gotta' live life Every day I
be taking chances, rolling the
dice If I
could buy the
shit once, I
could buy the
shit twice How you ain't put in no work but still want a
whole slice? These niggas will backstab me with a
knife I
walk in the
spot so cold, just look at my ice My shooter got good aim, he is very precise I'm smoking on Shark, this shit got me [?] How me and my dog fall off about nothing? I
thought we was tight [?] I'ma count up the
money, I'ma pour up a
drank, I'ma be alright I
don't really care if you ain't feeling me None of these niggas is kin to me I'm balling in the
game, these niggas in little league I
fuck her so good, I
know she gon' remember me I'm getting that money, that's my number one tendency These niggas and bitches move foul, that's a
penalty I
count up the
money thinking what did it I
count up the
money thinking what did it do to me? I
gotta' move tac, I
can't be moving foolishly I'm one of a
kind, it ain't never gon' be two of me I
speak all over the
beat so fluently Making the
stick sing like Jodeci I
hop on the
beat and I
speak trap poetry