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Brewso - Bring Trap Back Lyrics



Brewso - Bring Trap Back Lyrics




Young n**** hit him a lick I had 36 zips or a brick and I jagged yeah
She only f***** for the money so when I went broke man I couldn't get mad yeah
Come from a place where you gotta 50 or better or you wouldn't last yeah
Str8 from the ghetto, where n***** tote metal & plotting to go in yo stash yeah
I get work out in California
Think the feds watching or its paranoia
Diamonds on me like Sierra Leone
Tried give him the game but he barley want it
I just pulled off with the dodge hemi
But I'm really gone get me five fifty
With ya b**** on a passenger side with me
Take her back to the crib and I dive in it
I want my n***** to shine with me but we gotta go get it together
My side b**** want some rose pedals
But I really been chasing these gold medals
Put the ice in the pot watch the dope settle
If it come back again then you know better
Couple addys and get me a cold beverage
It be having me f****** the h*** better
If the money be talking I'm Rosetta
If the dope had a name call it Roseanne
I just copped me some jewelry & more land
Just enough & i grow me a whole strand
I just got up and looked at the floor plan
& the mansion it come with a door man
I been gaining momentum and more fans
I done came along way from the dope man

I'm tryna run up my digits
Can't knock that boy off his pivot
This s*** I been thru is vivid
What you know about pull the jag out
Take the fast route Throwing cash out
I made a meal/mill in the kitchen
I put Chanel on my bitches
200 stuffed in these bridges
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Young n**** hit him a lick I had 36 zips or a brick and I jagged yeah
She only f***** for the money so when I went broke man I couldn't get mad yeah
Come from a place where you gotta 50 or better or you wouldn't last yeah
Str8 from the ghetto, where n***** tote metal & plotting to go in yo stash yeah
I get work out in California
Think the feds watching or its paranoia
Diamonds on me like Sierra Leone
Tried give him the game but he barley want it
I just pulled off with the dodge hemi
But I'm really gone get me five fifty
With ya b**** on a passenger side with me
Take her back to the crib and I dive in it
I want my n***** to shine with me but we gotta go get it together
My side b**** want some rose pedals
But I really been chasing these gold medals
Put the ice in the pot watch the dope settle
If it come back again then you know better
Couple addys and get me a cold beverage
It be having me f****** the h*** better
If the money be talking I'm Rosetta
If the dope had a name call it Roseanne
I just copped me some jewelry & more land
Just enough & i grow me a whole strand
I just got up and looked at the floor plan
& the mansion it come with a door man
I been gaining momentum and more fans
I done came along way from the dope man

I'm tryna run up my digits
Can't knock that boy off his pivot
This s*** I been thru is vivid
What you know about pull the jag out
Take the fast route Throwing cash out
I made a meal/mill in the kitchen
I put Chanel on my bitches
200 stuffed in these bridges
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Writer: Joseph Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 1:52
Written by: Joseph Brown

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