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[Verse 1: M.E.S Trap]

Yea

We got the bows in the trap

Trap

We don’t bring no hoes in the trap

We don’t talk on the phone

Cause them hoes might tapped

No cap

My niggas been twitching

They itching to catch them somebody

Leave faces in laps

Just for all of that yap

Even the niggas want smoke

Play my songs in the trap

They like that trap nigga snapped

Saw niggas fumble the bag

Could’ve won on this side

Nigga I did you a favor

She thinking shit sweet

Cause she acting like candy to me

You can’t get this bag now or later

Light brown nigga

But when I turn off the lights

I’m darth Vader

Cause I hit yo bitch with this saber

Love gang to the moon and back

I had to let the shit go

Cause I’ll leave a nigga with craters

Get to cash

Connected like cable

Moneygang

I’ll break a 80 on tables

Monopoly

I ran this shit before native

Rap in real life

If you want on this label

I changed my number so you can stop calling me

I been post up where the ballers be

Niggas tragic they just wanna follow me

Will I fall off

Never probably

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[Verse: M.E.S Trap]

Never had plans just for college

But I’ll take some trap money

Flip it in real estate

Brother said it ain’t tricking

You got it

So I’ll snatch your hoe

Take her out on a dinner date

Never cappin

When I said I’m gone put my niggas on

Laps with it

Shidd more than plenty ate

Can’t be cappin

When I got some shit make u move

Micheal Jackson

Yo body Gone renovate

Take a 10

I might upgrade a exotic foreign

Hush gang

Only thing loud was them warrants

Brackin seals out the case

Money lines steady pouring

Got switches

For bad ahh children of the corn

I been the nigga they talk about

Guess they was whispering first

Tried to act like they snorin

How u wanna hop in mclarens

Wanna rub on my dick

And you can’t flip a 10

Hoe u boring

Get this shit yea

Know I’m with it today

You lacking

You ain’t gotta lie to your bae

Niggas die for less

Don’t want to die for a pay

Pecan colored Glock

Bake a pie in his face

Foreign

This shit costing more than a ray

She ain’t boring

She gone lick the nut off her face

Where you going

This switch got him running in place

Know some cartels

Who’ll stuff all your homies in crates

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