Trap brazy lyrics

by

Rob $tone


b*tch don't talk about a last date
An yet my iPhone boomin cause of trap brazy
b*tch don't show up to my house late
Talking bout you got a new man but he outdated
New shoes all up in my house lately
I've been looking for a new house in the mountain
Still in rhyming when the drought brazy
I been placing orders I ain't touch a thing but champagne
New things just because of style brazy
Doing bad if a pus*y n*gga think he out weigh me
Who's that digger with a spouse lately
Still gon press up on his ass if he run his mouth brazy
I've been busting down on new kicks lately
Out of town with a new b*tch and the friends hate it
Take him down ash another dead brazy
n*ggas wanna wipe me out cause I've been the sh*t lately
n*ggas ask me listen to their mixtape
Now I can't listen cause I know the sh*t stank
Bust it down write up on that mixtape
I know you like it how I come up with the sh*t way
Had your boy booted out the last show
Yea you was tryna run up run up on my last hoe
f*ck you think I'm out her getting cash for?
I'm back to back I'm making flip and double that doe
b*tch stop talking bout a last date
An yet my iPhone boomin cause of trap brazy
b*tch don't show up to my house late
Talking bout you got a new man but he outdated
New shoes all up in my house lately
I've been looking a new house in the mountains
Still been rhyming when the drought brazy
I been placing orders I ain't touch a thing but champagne
Vussy n*ggas talking bout my sh*t
I won't trust them I want bands an nothing other
pus*y n*ggas hear you talking what?
You n*ggas suckin watch my diamonds dance all up me
All you n*ggas acting like a b*tch
I throw more neck than ever come around from nothing
Ive been in your time all on my sh*t
Just get my deck as I be spazzing out in public
n*ggas ask me listen to their mixtape
Now I can't listen cause I know the sh*t stank
Bust it down write up on that mixtape
I know you like it how I come up with the sh*t way
Had your boy booted out my last show
Yea you was tryna run up run up on my last hoe
f*ck you think I'm out her getting cash for?
I'm back to back I'm making flip and double that doe
pus*y n*ggas talk about my sh*t
Ill never trust them I want bands an nothing other
pus*y n*ggas hear you talking what?
You n*ggas suckin watch my diamonds dance all up me
All you n*ggas acting like a b*tch
I throw more neck than ever come around from nothing
Ive been in your time all on my sh*t
Just get my deck as I be spazzing out in public
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