[Chorus: Trae the Truth]
Yo' trap don’t boom like mine
Yo' paper ain't longer than mine
Aw man, aw man, aw man, aw man
Yo’ bitch ain't finer than mine
Yo' rims ain' taller than mine
Aw man, aw man, aw man, aw man

[Verse 1: ???]
I got diamonds on my neck, and I ain't even gotta flex
Everybody know we got stacks on deck
Hood rich, another nigga from the projects
With more hoes than a [?] got Tecs
Aw man, imma' fool on 24's, on the trunk, I got ham on them skinny hoes
You talking pounds? That ain't shit, we got plenty those
And if you talking white, boy, we got plenty [?]
Dreads hanging out the hat, smoking purple dro’
Big bank in the building, imma’ let em' know
Niggas hating, we get money either way it go
My cliеntele, feed well, еven when it’s low

[Chorus: Trae the Truth]
Yo' trap don't boom like mine
Yo' paper ain’t longer than mine
Aw man, aw man, aw man, aw man
Yo' bitch ain't finer than mine
Yo' rims ain' taller than mine
Aw man, aw man, aw man, aw man
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