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bryan divine - trapverse lyrics

[verse 1]
went to the store and
bought me some versace clothes yuh yuh
couldn’t want more yuh
f_ck on the b_tch on the floor (uh uh)
f_ck on the wh0re yuh
percocets all in my bag (uh uh)
these n_ggas trash yuh
that is a motherf_ckin’ fact uh yuh
gun in hand yuh
that do you not make you so tough yuh yuh
boy is you dumb yuh
you ain’t got sh_t on my lungs uh yuh
f_ck your bands yuh
suck on me like she a vent yuh yuh
f_ck your rent yuh
b_tch i will not spend a cent yuh

[chorus]
wipin’ my nose and get back to the show
keepin’ ten toes you will not see me fold
miranda kurr yuh
poppin’ them xans is a blur yuh
fixin’ my gun and then hop in the coupe
ya’ll n_ggas rappin’ bout things you don’t do
aye what’s the point ?
yuh f_ckin’ your b_tch smoke a joint yuh
stackin’ my bricks on the bricks on the bricks
playin’ these hoes like i don’t give a sh_t
aye f_ck my lungs yuh
ice on my d_ck like a tongue yuh
look at these b_tches they tweakin’ and lyin’
look at this babygirl d_mn she be fine
aye stackin’ my racks on the rack
feel like gettin’ a tat yuh
[verse 2]
knock on the door yuh
now i’m here f_ckin’ a wh0re yuh yuh
poppin’ the percs yuh
drinkin’ it down with the pint yuh yuh
that is a sign yuh
that imma die with the pint yuh yuh
i’m good at that yuh
that is a motherf_ckin’ fact yuh yuh
f_ck with me yuh
shinin’ the diamonds and lean yuh yuh
boy is you dumb yuh
f_ck on the p_ssy buy tums yuh yuh
that old school sixty fifty
motherf_cker wanna play that fifty’s fifty yuh
i’m a f_cking business man

[chorus]
yuh yuh
sleep on the pillow with gun in the hand
f_ck all them hoes they just f_ckin’ for fans
brooky shields yuh
f_ckin’ the b_tch lift her heels yuh
ya’ll n_ggas rappin’ bout things ya’ll don’t do
me and this b_tch man we pullin’ some fools yuh
snort the line yuh
feelin’ it numb in my spine yuh
stackin’ my facts on the racks and my stacks
playin’ them hoes when i f_ck and i dip yuh
f_ck a b_tch yuh
plugging it up with a tex yuh
look at these f_ckers they lyin’ and dyin’
me and the clique man we fightin’ and rhymin’ yuh
stackin’ my hoes on the rack
feel like dying on a stack yeah
[verse 3]
went to the store and
bought me some versace clothes yuh yuh
couldn’t want more yuh
f_ck on the b_tch on the floor (uh,uh)
f_ck on the wh0re yuh
percocets all in my bag yuh yuh
these n_ggas trash yuh
that is a motherf_ckin’ fact yuh yuh
gun in hand yuh
that do not make you so tough yuh yuh
boy is you dumb yuh
you ain’t got sh_t on my lungs yuh yuh
that old school sixty fifty
motherf_cker wanna play that fifty’s fifty yuh
i’m a f_cking business man
(jesus christ)

- bryan divine lyrics

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