Lyrics Play - Trapboy Freddy

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Burberry my shirts and my pants and my kicks
Bitch, I walked straight out the place (The place)
Versace my boxers, I kick it like soccer
LA, what a wonderful day (Day)
Hundreds on hundreds, no pranks (Pranks)
Drop a deposit for pints (For pints)
Them youngins, they never be thinkin' (Uh-uh)
I’ll get you hit for some pints (Boom boom)
Young nigga saucy like ketchup (Ketchup)
You too old to be broke, better catch up (Catch up)
Got my foot on they neck, I won’t let up (Uh-uh)
Drop a bag on your head, get you wet up (Boom)
I can’t trust these lil' bitches, they set up
I fuck on that bitch and I jet off
My partner got joint, gotta set up
In the set, on the cell, he won’t set down
I used to push pounds in the Jetta
Yeah, I know it’s been a minute since I hit up
Had her and her friends in the rental
On the road with the blue in the fender
Feel like I just ran a play (A play)
But I just walked straight out the bank (The bank)
Hundreds on hundreds, no plates (No plates)
Used to have car that didn’t crank
Now I can swipe for a bag (A bag)
Drop a deposit for pints (What you need?)
Post on the hill like I’m Hank (Right now)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, they janky
Feel like I just ran a play (A play)
But I just walked straight out the bank (The bank)
Hundreds on hundreds, no plates (No plates)
Used to have car that didn’t crank
Now I can swipe for a bag (A bag)
Drop a deposit for pints (What you need?)
Post on the hill like I’m Hank (Right now)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, they janky
Can’t smoke on no stanky, these niggas should thank me
I’m all out of patience, I dime on my pinky
I’m smoother than smoke, it’s a dub in the sofa
Gucci my loafers when I’m out on that ocean
Make a bet like it’s poker
Strap on my hip, ain’t no holster
Drive with that pack and I’m posted
Get it, no over
It’s gon' weigh up like it’s 'posed to
Niggas want me to lose focus
Back it on out, push that pack in a Focus
Get hit with that nine if you come with that ho shit
I’m back on my bullshit in case you ain’t noticed
I do this for all them times they ain’t notice me
Pop me a pill, bitch, I’m back and I’m rollin'
Get me a hosue somewhere, trap it and roll it
Niggas be roguish, I’m cool on the roaches
My teeth is all frozen, my Rollie a trophy
These niggas be bitches, they actin' emotional
I wrap a little ounce and the house done got colder
Stackin' this paper, you know I got older
These racks in this bag and I can’t even close it
Your chain is too little, I gotta get closer
You want it, come get it, no, I cannot hold it
Sippin' this lean and I’m smoking on doughly
All of these hundreds, I can’t even fold it
Feel like I just ran a play (A play)
But I just walked straight out the bank (The bank)
Hundreds on hundreds, no plates (No plates)
Used to have car that didn’t crank
Now I can swipe for a bag (A bag)
Drop a deposit for pints (What you need?)
Post on the hill like I’m Hank (Right now)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, they janky
Feel like I just ran a play (A play)
But I just walked straight out the bank (The bank)
Hundreds on hundreds, no plates (No plates)
Used to have car that didn’t crank
Now I can swipe for a bag (A bag)
Drop a deposit for pints (What you need?)
Post on the hill like I’m Hank (Right now)
Don’t fuck with these niggas, they janky