NOLA Clap CEO Trayle

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[Intro]
(What's happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Skrrt, let's go
Yeah
Big Backdoor shit, uh
(Section 8 straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Backdoor, Big old Backdoor
Yeah Big Backdoor, nigga

[Verse 1]
I'm a firearm specialist (Firearm)
I was in the Ghost like an exorcist (I was in the ghost)
I was in her throat, she was catching it (I’m in her throat)
Long as I know it, every bankroll god blessing me
The block I'm from is treacherous, no exiting (Bih)
Wockhardt, medicine, aye, aye (Wokhardt)
Percocet, bitch know that she ain't better than
Stupid ass bitch, you should've never left your man (Stupid ass bitch)
Bombing shit, Afghanistan
Gave that bitch some money, she didn't have no plan
I just want to make some maximize (Maximize)
Nigga wanna' cap again (Cap)
Damn, R.I.P. to Cap (Cap)
Nigga wanna' bap again (Bap)
GTA, I seen the map (G)
Thirty shots, I'm averaging (Brrra)
Exotic weed packaging (Za)
I just wanna’ trap again (Trap again)
Damn, I’m so motherfucking rich now (Too rich)
Earlier I was with this bitch, I'm with another bitch now (Another bitch)
Heavy Audemars, can’t help but hold my wrist down (Wrist)
Real shady, slimy, you wasn't A, you still tryna' be my lady
Bitch you fucking crazy (What?)

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