| Huh, I’m in the trap with Givenchy
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| I’m in the trap, choppin' game with my auntie, whoa
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| Pray that the people don’t find me, whoa, uh, huh
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| Lot of my people got bodies, we ain’t gon' tweet at nobody
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| We just gon' pull up and shoot up the party
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| I got my crew in the lobby
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| One of my first ones got hit with a shotty
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| Nah, for real
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| Came out the street
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| Grew up, they thought that we knew I was rabid, trappin' for real
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| Nah, for real
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| Niggas ain’t street
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| Ain’t been no homis, nigga, it ain’t been no clappin'
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| Nah, for real
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| Maison my feet
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| Louis V all on my T, I be dipped that fashion, for real
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| Nah, for real
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| Fuck hoes by the three
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| They passin' the flee, yeah, the sandals, you niggas be actors for real
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| Hidin' out in traffic, I’m tryna run up my rackades, I’m on the grind for real
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| Thirty on my nine, I did a whole 'nother time, ain’t got no time to chill
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| Don’t do Ciroc, I’m sippin' plenty of Wock', thinkin' we pop the seal
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| High school, the boys came to book me at lunch
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| No the shit ain’t no fun, I was hot, for real
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| Ask where you goin', I really ran that shit down, been gettin' guap for real
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| Shit ain’t no joke, heavy in the city, we go, swervin' them drops, for real
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| Talkin' that shit, we just gon' pull up with sticks, ain’t tryna box for real
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| Motherfuck a tweet, bitch, keep that shit in the street, you can get shot for
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| real
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| Huh, I’m in the trap with Givenchy
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| I’m in the trap, choppin' game with my auntie, whoa
|
| Pray that the people don’t find me, whoa, uh, huh
|
| Lot of my people got bodies, we ain’t gon' tweet at nobody
|
| We just gon' pull up and shoot up the party
|
| I got my crew in the lobby
|
| One of my first ones got hit with a shotty
|
| Nah, for real
|
| Came out the street
|
| Grew up, they thought that we knew I was rabid, trappin' for real
|
| Nah, for real
|
| Niggas ain’t street
|
| Ain’t been no homis, nigga, it ain’t been no clappin'
|
| Nah, for real
|
| Maison my feet
|
| Louis V all on my T, I be dipped that fashion, for real
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| Nah, for real
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| Fuck hoes by the three
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| They passin' the flee, yeah, the sandals, you niggas be actors for real |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nah Fr , by - Retch. Song from the album Richer Than The Opps, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп