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TrapLuck - From the Concrete Grew a Clover (Bonus Track) Lyrics
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Man these niggas ain't shit no more
Man these bitches ain't shit no more
Nigga I be sippin' that paint
Lil' green with some Molly in it
Got big rocks looking like a fossil
When she start to feel the drip tell her swallow
Big racks stuffed yours hollow
I'll be getting money way past tomorrow
Took a lil' L then I got it right back
Had to take the L just to put me on track
Have you ever seen ya' name all over the net?
They even got my home on Google Maps
Boy that shit there for show
You ain't using that
Beat the bitch with the dick
She think I used a bat
Raw Molly she say that she knew to that
Jaw locking she gon' have to get used to that
I keep popping this X, I can't help it
I want all of that money, I'm selfish
I want all of that shit til I'm wealthy
So it hold my kids up like a belt
Can't say I did it by myself
Sometimes real niggas need some help
But that shit ain't last long
And I paid all of the cash back
Now I'm the nigga that's passing that cash out
I really hit licks on SnapChat
Iced diamonds hit like a slap-shot
Bitch this my hood no need to bring a map out
Smooth young nigga, look forward when I back out
You say I finessed you?
Don't know what you talking about
Give you the runaround
Turn you into a turnabout
Tell that lil' bitch my dick name is Word
And when she suck it it turn into Word of Mouth
VVS hitting
I'm hurting now
I do things
You heard about
Thick bitch on me
She squirting
The neighbors watching
Close the curtains
The new AP
Fit perfect
Send the chickens in
This Church's
The baby-boo
Wanna get nourished
I bought her a lil crib
Bitch furnished
Finesse in like Running Backs
Might show up to the White House in a Commie Hat
Copped the bitch with extensions it's all attached
Yellow Xans in, Call a Cab
Uh Huh
I don't really like to talk
Uh Huh
I'm not gonna dap you up
Uchenna said "Boy don't stop!"
So a nigga ain't stop
All this cum in this cock
Watch a bitch get popped
I done spent days on
I done spent days off
I done spent days up
I done spent days down
I done won
And I done loss
Still drip on Halloween so I went as a Faucet
Still got what you need lil' nigga make an Offer
Try to cross my street get hit like a possum
The Faygo with candy, it's cotton
I grab me an X and I drop it
Just tell me you need it
I might not choose to hear it
These more than just Demons
Baby girl these is Spirits
Clockwork, time is ticking
Tell me which one is it
Either ya' is or ya' isn't
Just know these motherf*ckers listening
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Man these niggas ain't shit no more
Man these bitches ain't shit no more
Nigga I be sippin' that paint
Lil' green with some Molly in it
Got big rocks looking like a fossil
When she start to feel the drip tell her swallow
Big racks stuffed yours hollow
I'll be getting money way past tomorrow
Took a lil' L then I got it right back
Had to take the L just to put me on track
Have you ever seen ya' name all over the net?
They even got my home on Google Maps
Boy that shit there for show
You ain't using that
Beat the bitch with the dick
She think I used a bat
Raw Molly she say that she knew to that
Jaw locking she gon' have to get used to that
I keep popping this X, I can't help it
I want all of that money, I'm selfish
I want all of that shit til I'm wealthy
So it hold my kids up like a belt
Can't say I did it by myself
Sometimes real niggas need some help
But that shit ain't last long
And I paid all of the cash back
Now I'm the nigga that's passing that cash out
I really hit licks on SnapChat
Iced diamonds hit like a slap-shot
Bitch this my hood no need to bring a map out
Smooth young nigga, look forward when I back out
You say I finessed you?
Don't know what you talking about
Give you the runaround
Turn you into a turnabout
Tell that lil' bitch my dick name is Word
And when she suck it it turn into Word of Mouth
VVS hitting
I'm hurting now
I do things
You heard about
Thick bitch on me
She squirting
The neighbors watching
Close the curtains
The new AP
Fit perfect
Send the chickens in
This Church's
The baby-boo
Wanna get nourished
I bought her a lil crib
Bitch furnished
Finesse in like Running Backs
Might show up to the White House in a Commie Hat
Copped the bitch with extensions it's all attached
Yellow Xans in, Call a Cab
Uh Huh
I don't really like to talk
Uh Huh
I'm not gonna dap you up
Uchenna said "Boy don't stop!"
So a nigga ain't stop
All this cum in this cock
Watch a bitch get popped
I done spent days on
I done spent days off
I done spent days up
I done spent days down
I done won
And I done loss
Still drip on Halloween so I went as a Faucet
Still got what you need lil' nigga make an Offer
Try to cross my street get hit like a possum
The Faygo with candy, it's cotton
I grab me an X and I drop it
Just tell me you need it
I might not choose to hear it
These more than just Demons
Baby girl these is Spirits
Clockwork, time is ticking
Tell me which one is it
Either ya' is or ya' isn't
Just know these motherf*ckers listening
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Writer: Aiden Stewart, DezMeawn Stewart
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