30 Clxp lyrics

[Verse: Bandhunta Izzy]
I'm a trap n*gga, watch me work my wrist
I was on the stove every other day
Call me velcro, boy, I stay strapped
Bro at the door with that AK
Waiting for n*ggas to try somethin'
Boy, I'm retarded, I go dumb
What they want? n*gga, just buy somethin'
Finesse him, I'm thinking like, "So what?"
Post with the gang, n*gga, really on gang sh*t, stay over there
Really do magic, n*gga, bro, what you mean? Made a n*gga disappear
Right hand whip that dope up
Post on the block with coke, no soda
Want that green, b*tch, Master Yoda
Trap so hard, no bank account, got racks in the sofa, ayy
Racked up, n*gga, like Clarence, ayy
Two racks for an appearance, ayy
Bro, why you act like a b*tch?
I'm blaming that sh*t on your parents, ayy
Henny in me, that's the antidote
Point the chopper at your cantaloupe
Got him acting like a straight b*tch
I don't know if he a man or ho
Tyler Perry ass n*gga, Martin Lawrence ass n*gga, play that role
Lawn chair ass n*gga, envelope ass n*gga, bet he gon' fold
Hatin' on me 'cause I rock the Versace, the Gucci, Giuseppe, the Bally, the Louis
Got hella clips like a movie
Contractor, b*tch, I stay with that tooly, b*tch
No chicken biscuit, a two piece
What's a Glock gonna do to an Uzi?
b*tch, it be hot, better watch out
Made his body bubble, no jacuzzi
You on some f*ck sh*t, n*gga
Nah, I don't f*ck with that
n*gga, you scared to ride?
You on some nut sh*t, Patch
Messy n*gga really playin' dirty
sh*t, I'm happy that I got a mop
Walkin' 'round hangin' out my pants
Yeah, b*tch, a whole thirty shots
Stay on some sh*t, I can't help it
Bad b*tch with me right now in the stu'
Starting to think I'm a plumber
Lil' b*tch getting piped down in the booth
Damn, I'm sick, get a doctor
I need a prescription or something
What's that movie with the snow in the name?
I'm startin' to think that you bluffin', uh
Snow on tha Bluff ass n*gga, fake tough ass n*gga, you get exposed
Really start acting like a ballerina, my n*gga
Better just stay on your toes
I was just moving them eight balls
Ain't no pool, had sticks, we was bringing out chalk
No, I don't trust that n*gga
If he get locked up, I can bet a whole sack he'll talk
n*gga, that's really ridiculous, ayy
Moving that weight like fitness, ayy
Breaking them records like Guiness, ayy
Shot to your motherf*ckin' dentist, ayy
Why you ain't tell me that n*ggas be hating?
sh*t really foul, for real
Play with me, it's like you signed a dotted line
n*gga, it's a done deal
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You're a murderer, Nino
I've seen you kill too many people, Nino
Cancel that b*tch
I'll buy another one
I hate you