
Trapping Ain’t Dead Marlo
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[Intro]
Yeah
Who made this beat?
Twysted Lyrxo, baby
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Six o'clock in the morning, nigga still gettin’ it on
Love for the crack smoke, dope got the fiends [?]
I been trappin' all damn night, not a cut in sight
Down to my last two bricks, but we gon' be alright
Water whip everything, I been sellin’ chicken wings
Loot in the cut, you know we keep that blicky thang
Bowen Homes to the death of me, and that's on everything
P.F.K. is still the gang, we hit ya like ya hurricane
Took over Ocean Drive, Lil One had that bitch live
Troy had the other side, sold the chicken like its Popeyes
Bend the fork with the right, left lean the pot with the left
Add a little cold water, straight glass, I just blessed you
[Chorus]
Trappin' ain't dead, they scared, don't know what they talkin' 'bout
My dawg doin' the fed, hold yeah, just know that you comin’ out
Addies got me real geeked, havin’ long nights, dawg
Twelve hit the block tryna chase some but we still gettin' loads
And my man called, said he got another load in
Whip a Rollie out the pot in a two-door Benz
Baking soda been my dawg, nigga, fuck a friend
And two Glock 30 on my car, them bitches twins
Yeah
Who made this beat?
Twysted Lyrxo, baby
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Six o'clock in the morning, nigga still gettin’ it on
Love for the crack smoke, dope got the fiends [?]
I been trappin' all damn night, not a cut in sight
Down to my last two bricks, but we gon' be alright
Water whip everything, I been sellin’ chicken wings
Loot in the cut, you know we keep that blicky thang
Bowen Homes to the death of me, and that's on everything
P.F.K. is still the gang, we hit ya like ya hurricane
Took over Ocean Drive, Lil One had that bitch live
Troy had the other side, sold the chicken like its Popeyes
Bend the fork with the right, left lean the pot with the left
Add a little cold water, straight glass, I just blessed you
[Chorus]
Trappin' ain't dead, they scared, don't know what they talkin' 'bout
My dawg doin' the fed, hold yeah, just know that you comin’ out
Addies got me real geeked, havin’ long nights, dawg
Twelve hit the block tryna chase some but we still gettin' loads
And my man called, said he got another load in
Whip a Rollie out the pot in a two-door Benz
Baking soda been my dawg, nigga, fuck a friend
And two Glock 30 on my car, them bitches twins
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