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trap jayy - day & night كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
(run that sh_t up, jay)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah
f_ck the ones who talkin’, i f_ck the ones who talkin’, trap!

[chorus]
f_ck the ones who talkin’, b_tch, i’m lit, i stuff like two racks in my pocket
no recliner, bullets empty, yeah
got the baddest b_tch up in the city, swear to god she f_ckin’ with me
young n_gga, i got plenty, yeah
i see right through the n_ggas cappin’, ain’t gotta lie though
breakin’ through the lock door, that’s what i pray for
so high i’m out of sp_ce though, smokin’ gelato
like, what’s all in your mind? you can’t finesse the grind
[verse]
got the drip, slide, open up your eyes
get your b_tch high, f_ck her then i kick her out
we drippin’ day and night, i know i earned my stripes
i bring that hoe to life, we coppin’ sh_t so f_ck the price, yeah
she ain’t never throw it back but now she pipe down
swear i love this f_ckin’ feelin’, ain’t been losing for a while
what’s your cashapp? spend a check, you know i get it right back
b_tches on my body, cut them off just like a price tag
visionary with the fake n_ggas, i can’t trust a snake, n_gga
stuck in new ways ’bout that money that i made quicker
how you get paid ‘lil n_gga? you can’t say too much
all my n_ggas dangerous, them chases got like fifty plus

[chorus]
f_ck the ones who talkin’, b_tch, i’m lit, i stuff like two racks in my pocket
no recliner, bullets empty, yeah
got the baddest b_tch up in the city, swear to god she f_ckin’ with me
young n_gga, i got plenty, yeah
i see right through the n_ggas cappin’, ain’t gotta lie though
breakin’ through the lock door, that’s what i pray for
so high i’m out of sp_ce though, smokin’ gelato
like, what’s all in your mind? you can’t finesse the grind

- trap jayy

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