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trae tha truth - big bucks lyrics

[chorus: g.t.]
the trunk in the front, pouring lean and i’m rolling blunts
we rocking plane janes, and we got on buffs
what i made tonight, [?] took your ass 6 months
big trucks on express [?] n_gga, big bucks

[verse 1: g.t.]
big ice on [?]
hopping off the jet, and i got lean in my coffee cup
[?] at the backdoor, early for that wake up
i’m in this b_tch with vezzo and my n_gga bankroll freddie
i’m gone off a perc, so i put it in her belly
i [?] bag [?] for these racks, ’cause they heavy
i was grinding, they was sleeping, i done took off, they wasn’t ready
walk into louie, i need two pare, i feel like nelly
send my k!ller to the club, and make a movie like it’s belly
b_tch got on chanel, my b_tch got on [?]
and we both got on a presi, man, you lil n_ggas petty

[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
[?] 36’s [?] no [?]
see that n_gga stressin off the weed, he done blew his cheese
this [?] charm around my neck, it feel like two degrese
i’ma do the dash in that new rari, i can’t do the speed
got joe bidan on my arm, call it 46
real sipper, i ain’t got [?] gon’ pour [?]
put my n_ggas in the game, me, i just throw assists
when it come to stacking up them mills, you n_ggas 0 and 6
took 400 to the dealer for that color
stuffing 26’s on that b_tch [?]
i got a town cream soda, pour the mud in it
put a switch on the ffn, sound like it’s studdering
[chorus: g.t.]
the trunk in the front, pouring lean and i’m rolling blunts
we rocking plane janes, and we got on buffs
what i made tonight, [?] took your ass 6 months
big trucks on express [?] n_gga, big bucks

[verse 3: trae tha truth]
won’t be no ice around my wrist, unless it’s flooded in it
no, i don’t smoke and i don’t drink, but b_tch, i’m thuggin it
i got a shorty nicknamed red, she got that [?]
think she [?] with that bag, the way she got it on her
that probably went over your head, n_ggas sleep like they roll off meds
either way, i’ma get to the bread
brand new drop [?] head
all in black, know we [?] call it back
no falling back, i’m a real g, but i’m stepping on them, call me shaq
i’m [?] cost me 2 [?]
i pull them out, they go [?] talking two pills
[?] back to back, we get to spinning, call that two drills
came out the bottom to the top, i’m talking two hills

- trae tha truth lyrics

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