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country trapper 2 - bezz believe lyrics

[intro]
woah, woah, woah
(i came back to re*up) i came to re*up
i’m back at it (workin’ twenty*five a day)
i’m a god, i’m a god, i’m a hustle god
i’m a god, i’m a god, i’m a hustle god
country trapper, country trapper, country trapper, yuh, yuh
ayy, yuh (ayy), yuh ([?] produced the beat)

[chorus]
country trapper, firecracker
ship the package with the tracker, ayy
put it on the scale, the triple [?] in the wrapper (whoo)
big ol’ boxes of exotics; best believe i’m [?] (yeah)
i be shoppin’ on the humble when i slide through [?] (whoo)

[verse 1]
quarterback, make ’em touchdown
my wild rеceivers runnin’ money routеs (money routes)
i graduated to a plug now
i turned the trap to a hunnid house
we [?] piles, we stay grindin’
all d*mn night ’til the sun’s out
flood the town in the f*ckin’ drought
hit the midwest, then come south (come on)
distribution deep in ohio, from columbus to youngstown
florida boy, i make myself proud
came a long way from my mama’s couch (came up)
i’m in georgia for a pre*trial
i beat the case, then i peace out (peace out)
my ice ting like bling, blaow
my chain lookin’ like a snowplow (baow, baow, baow)
twenty*eight for the whole pound
blunts in rotation, merry*go*round
from the bay area to socal
we’re from an ounce to [?] (yes sir)
real recognize real, my business been a1
i’m a natural*born hustler, baby, i just rap for fun (yeah)
[chorus]
country trapper, firecracker
mr. blueface, hunnid stacker
shake ’em big like [?] ([?])
hustle, movin’, count them racks up
proud american, throw my flag up
send ’em to maryland, now to seattle
rep me a caravan, ready to travel
heard they legalized in the big apple (ayy)

[verse 2]
baby girl text me “come home” on my cell phone (wink, wink)
way, way that we always did it on it, we get stoned
long*strokin’ to the bed, locked like the flintstones
put it so much work, i deserve a ppp loan (yeah)
rock bottom, droppin’ a [?], i’m in texas, [?]
show my dawg in austin; he a stunter, i nickname him stone cold (stunter)
drive to dallas, swing to oklahoma just to smoke strong
with my brother stuffin’ loud in a [?], cold (it’s [?])
i’m in gainesville, my face gator like i’m tim tebow (quarterback)
gambled on myself like a seminole casino (oh)
the way i protect it, i’m highly blessed
i’m the hustle god ceo, the one that sign the check (leggo)

[chorus]
country trapper, firecracker
watch me grindin’, fill this bag up
when you keep your flow consistent, man, that paper comin’ faster (run it up)
loyal clientele, keep ’em hooked like bait and tackle
watch me stack a million dollars from a youtube channel (country trapper, country trapper, country trapper—)

- bezz believe lyrics

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