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dat remy - lump davinci & trauma lyrics

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[intro: trauma]
yeah, ayy (yeah, ayy)
why do we be actin’ like we don’t get right with this sh*t? (right at ’em)
ayy (right at ’em)
uh

[chorus: trauma]
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
so many, we roll that sticky, ooh
right at ’em, ’cause this is what we do, yeah

[verse: lump davinci]
yeah, i’m all about cash money
off rip, i’ll snap on a dummy
smokin’ gas, yeah, the room bussin’
i’ll drop a big bag on the homies
i might cop on some all new mcqueens
stripe pants, i done seen mike amiri’s (for real)
b*tch snake me, i don’t wanna hear it (for real)
put a bag on her head, i’m serious
opps out in the streets, they furious
my side b*tch carry, she wicked (wickеd)
and [?] main b*tch trippin’
now the main gotta run her own system
mе and tave ’bout to run this sh*t up
tell a opp match dope, he get hit up
hit a green coupe, pull up, let’s get it
they be shakin’ fresh off the appearance
sprite spiked thirty*one and then cleared it
we ran off on the plug, sh*t was serious
i ain’t pressin’, he wastin’ my time
i ain’t trip, he was not on my mind
making moves, i been on my grind
with my bro, we ready to ride
stackin’ paper, i’m playin’ it cool
i’m the leader, i’m the head of the school
with the gang, i’m not breakin’ rules
in my jacket, she trippin’, i’m cool
hold up, i’m dolo, what’s good?
solo, put on for the hood
small circle, we mob and we jugg
n*ggas folded, don’t tell me ’bout loyalty
if you love me, then treat me like royalty
if you’re stuntin’, you’re lookin’ like food to me
i ain’t trippin’, y’all clown n*ggas new to me
all them losses i took, it’s what’s moving me
twenty*one, it ain’t sh*t you could do with me
in the streets [?] got my bro with me
in the streets, i was broke, we was super deep
they want smoke, we ain’t playin’ with anything
shawty miss me, i moved onto better things
hope this ice in my heart give me diamond rings
gang (for real)
[chorus: trauma]
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
so many, we roll that sticky, ooh
right at ’em, ’cause this is what we do, yeah
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
that remy, bro, pour that in the stu’
so many, we roll that sticky, ooh
right at ’em, ’cause this is what we do, yeah

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