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Yeah
Who made this beat? yeah
Twysted Genius, baby
Yeah
Six o'clock in the morning, nigga still gettin' it on
Love for the crack smoke, dope got the fiends joinin'
I been trappin' all damn night, not a cut in sight
Down to my last two bricks, but we gon' be alright
Water whip everything, I been sellin' chicken wings
Loot in the cut, you know we keep that blicky thang
Bowen Homes to the death of me, and that's on everything
P.F.K. is still the gang, we hit ya like ya hurricane
Took over Ocean Drive, lil one had that bitch live
Troy had the other side, sold the chicken like it's Popeyes
Bend the fork with the right, left lean the pot with the left
Add a little cold water, straight glass, I just blessed you
Trappin' ain't dead, they scared, don't know what they talkin' 'bout
My dawg doin' the fed, hold yeah, just know that you comin' out
Addies got me real geeked, havin' long nights, dawg
Twelve hit the block tryna chase some but we still gettin' loads
And my man called, said he got another load in
Whip a Rollie out the pot in a two-door Benz
Baking soda been my dawg, nigga, fuck a friend
And two Glock 30 on my car, them bitches twins
Cameras all on my spot, smooth, watchin' for the cops
Ridin' round, serving everybody, you know how we rock
Never lay where you put the work at
Them robbers try and merc that
I been geekin' all day, where the Percs at?
Yeah, I'm only stating facts and whats real
Got my mama outta tears from me sellin' all them
And I ain't open the whole thing since '14
Got my niggas off the floor for me, sellin' all this blow yeah
Trappin' ain't dead, they scared, don't know what they talkin' 'bout
My dawg doin' the fed, hold yeah, just know that you comin' out
Addies got me real geeked, havin' long nights, dawg
Twelve hit the block tryna shake some but we still gettin' loads
And my man called, said he got another load in
Whip a rollie out the pot in a two-door Benz
Baking soda been my dawg, nigga, fuck a friend
And two Glock 30 on my car, them bitches twins
Fuck