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birds in da trap - hala nomore lyrics

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[chorus: hala nomore]
ain’t no middle man, i’ma get it right to ya (right to ya)
birds in da trap, singing hallelujah (it’s lit!)
talk down, hollow tips, right through ya
24 karat gold, statue of medusa
gotta bring one right back (right back)
get a grammy and a diamond cut plaque
born in pitt, half raised in chiraq (chiraq)
but the way they stay strapped, you’d think my goons were just draft
(just draft yea yea)

[verse 1: hala nomore]
everybody’s fake, i just gotta keep it real
don’t try to cop it if you oppin’, ’cause that ain’t part of the deal ugh
celebrate, every day i crack a seal
got drugs you should try, bet it goes with every meal
that’s right
pull up with a bad lil diva at night
she loves smoking sativa and sniffing real white
she tried swiping my visa, red light, green light
go, (go) go, (go) go, (go) go

[chorus: hala nomore]
ain’t no middle man, i’ma get it right to ya (right to ya)
birds in da trap, singing hallelujah (it’s lit!)
talk down, hollow tips, right through ya
24 karat gold, statue of medusa
gotta bring one right back (right back)
get a grammy and a diamond cut plaque
born in pitt, half raised in chiraq (chiraq)
but the way they stay strapped, you’d think my goons were just draft
(just draft yea yea)

[verse 2: 337guapo]
everywhere i step, i make a scene (make a scene)
we ain’t making movies, only shooting with a beam (brrraa)
and my b*tch is bad, she got me bursting at the seams
told my n*ggas nothing’s ever hard as it seems
birds in da trap, and i think they love to sing
practice, touchdown, i put diamonds in my ring yeah
they thought i was down, n*gga no i’m not
i just climb to the top, while you try to take my spot
i just wanna stack some gualla
get the muhthaf*ckin’ guap (get guap!)
if you run up, you get popped (bah! bah!)
ain’t no pistol, this a mop
run this beat like i’m young chop, ayy
i just move around, you won’t catch me at the spot
why your knees on the ground? cause he caught up with that roc
he a nerd when that pack touch the bottom of the pot
if i get booked for a show, i’m at the top of the slot
i am everything that you not, sh*t
everything fire that i drop, b*tch

[chorus: hala nomore]
ain’t no middle man, i’ma get it right to ya (right to ya)
birds in da trap, singing hallelujah (it’s lit!)
talk down, hollow tips, right through ya
24 karat gold, statue of medusa
gotta bring one right back (right back)
get a grammy and a diamond cut plaque
born in pitt, half raised in chiraq (chiraq)
but the way they stay strapped, you’d think my goons were just draft
(just draft yea yea)
ain’t no middle man, i’ma get it right to ya (right to ya)
birds in da trap, singing hallelujah (it’s lit!)
talk down, hollow tips, right through ya
24 karat gold, statue of medusa
gotta bring one right back (right back)
get a grammy and a diamond cut plaque
born in pitt, half raised in chiraq (chiraq)
but the way they stay strapped, you’d think my goons were just draft
(just draft yea yea)

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