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fake rappers - lil tsmoke lyrics

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paper chasing tryna get me a plate i told my young n*gga just chill just wait we hop back in traffic we touting the k dirty stick put 1 in your face n*ggas be talking do n*ggas be safe i call my big homie he come eat yo face road running got get me a plate i’m up all night can’t sleep don’t play you cuffing that b*tch & she calling me bae purped out smoke it all in your face i call lil weezy & he making them plays free them real n*ggas who just wanted cake you n*ggas don’t rap what you n*ggas be saying these fake ass rappers need to go & stop playing

these fake ass rappers need to go & stop playing

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thеses fake ass rappers need to go & stop playing you n*ggas can’t rap you just wasting yo bands finna cop mе a coop finna make me some bands i poor me a cup straight lean no hen i’m snapping & rapping i need me a play i’m serving the buddy’s just call me lil play tied like a knot straight dumping off shots you n*ggas is p*ssy don’t do what you say it’s lil tsmoke & i’ll smoke you like a poke i’m going so dumb i trap in the slums f*cking that hoe & she be giving me tongue i be greasing that sh*t everyday like a drum running to that check fast cheese coming up next long clip red beam choppa eat a n*gga chest playing with his flame trigger happy boy you bet not miss yea i’m back snapping f*ck n*gga what you wanna diss n*ggas so p*ssy swea to god you a f*cking b*tch prayed up youngins you don’t want them f*cking issues hop out the coop better n*gga get spooked p*ssy n*gga hurt now he can’t move i come on the block yeah i’m clutching straight tools

i come on the block yeah i’m clutching straight tools

i come on the block yeah i’m clutching straight tools my n*ggas so wild my n*ggas a fool my n*ggas go dumb we just snap in the booth big sticks now he ass can’t move i want me some bands but her p*ssy so smooth call my big brudda he cook you like stew early morning gotta on the boot

d*mn d*mn d*mn

paper chasing tryna get me a plate i told my young n*gga just chill just wait we hop back in traffic we touting the k dirty stick put 1 in your face n*ggas be talking do n*ggas be safe i call my big homie he come eat yo face road running got get me a plate i’m up all night can’t sleep don’t play you cuffing that b*tch & she calling me bae purped out smoke it all in your face i call lil weezy & he making them plays free them real n*ggas who just wanted cake you n*ggas don’t rap what you n*ggas be saying these fake ass rappers need to go & stop playing

these fake ass rappers need to go & stop playing

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