Money in the Trap (Remix) Philthy Rich (Ft. Go Yayo, JDay, Neek Bucks, Rich The Kid, Rockie Fresh & YBS Skola)
[Verse 1: Go Yayo]
I'm the realest nigga breathin', all my youngins heathens
Your bitch she suck the dick, a lot of spit, feel like she teethin', whoa
Bitches love to please me so I dog 'em for no reason
Sippin' Hi-Tech red like fuck the feds, I'm trappin' 'til they see me, ayy
Turn a buck to a bowl, cookin' dope, nigga out of north blow
In Lil Vegas servin' smoke, fuck nigga you a joke
Big racks like poke, big old thooka super soak
Your partner broke, what you broke
Fuck nigga play me, you know I'ma smoke
HoodFame Gang, gang a clique full of soldiers
All of my niggas they rogueish
Full of red, can't focus
Man fuck these rappers 'cause most of 'em bogus
Chuck E. Cheese, bitch I'm all about tokens
Killers on the way, big homie'll smoke him
Bitch I'm a boss, you a worker
Fuck with the gang and it's murder, ayy
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I hit the plug for the trap money
I bought a Rari with all hundreds
Flex on them, bitch I'ma ball on 'em
My shooters pull up and they all runnin'
Mama told me keep flexin'
I drop a grip on a necklace
Freak bitch named Alexis
I'm in LA and I'm sippin' Texas
Money don't make you real
I was juggin', fuck a deal
I got a bitch, cook the breakfast
Young nigga and I'm flexin' on' em
Masi, I'm doin' donuts
I might take your bitch like hold up
Look at my pockets, they swole up
F&N might hit you, get wet up
We only fuck with the real niggas
Back in the trap, got your bitch on the pill nigga
A broke bitch, I can't deal with you
All of my niggas official
We only fuck with the real niggas
Back in the trap, got your bitch on the pill nigga
A broke bitch, I can't deal with you
All of my niggas official
I'm the realest nigga breathin', all my youngins heathens
Your bitch she suck the dick, a lot of spit, feel like she teethin', whoa
Bitches love to please me so I dog 'em for no reason
Sippin' Hi-Tech red like fuck the feds, I'm trappin' 'til they see me, ayy
Turn a buck to a bowl, cookin' dope, nigga out of north blow
In Lil Vegas servin' smoke, fuck nigga you a joke
Big racks like poke, big old thooka super soak
Your partner broke, what you broke
Fuck nigga play me, you know I'ma smoke
HoodFame Gang, gang a clique full of soldiers
All of my niggas they rogueish
Full of red, can't focus
Man fuck these rappers 'cause most of 'em bogus
Chuck E. Cheese, bitch I'm all about tokens
Killers on the way, big homie'll smoke him
Bitch I'm a boss, you a worker
Fuck with the gang and it's murder, ayy
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I hit the plug for the trap money
I bought a Rari with all hundreds
Flex on them, bitch I'ma ball on 'em
My shooters pull up and they all runnin'
Mama told me keep flexin'
I drop a grip on a necklace
Freak bitch named Alexis
I'm in LA and I'm sippin' Texas
Money don't make you real
I was juggin', fuck a deal
I got a bitch, cook the breakfast
Young nigga and I'm flexin' on' em
Masi, I'm doin' donuts
I might take your bitch like hold up
Look at my pockets, they swole up
F&N might hit you, get wet up
We only fuck with the real niggas
Back in the trap, got your bitch on the pill nigga
A broke bitch, I can't deal with you
All of my niggas official
We only fuck with the real niggas
Back in the trap, got your bitch on the pill nigga
A broke bitch, I can't deal with you
All of my niggas official
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