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trappin n rollin - rcbros lyrics

[intro: kitch white]
yeah
yeah
(blackie in this b*tch)
trappin and rollin, ah
trappin and rollin, ah
i’m trappin and rollin
trappin and rollin
i’m trappin and rollin, ah
trappin and rollin
to the money i’m going
i’m trappin and rollin, ah

i’m trappin and rollin (trap!)
i’m trappin and rollin (trap!)
i’m trappin and rollin (trap!)
i’m trappin and rollin (trap!)
i’m trappin and rollin (trap!)
ah, to the money i’m going (racks!)
to the money i’m going (money!)
get that money i’m going (money!)
ah, get that money i’m going

[verse 1: kitch white]
only for the money no playing (nah)
money b*tch you can keep that change (change)
don’t get in my way i’m just saying (hot)
n*ggas gon shoot no aiming (what)
4 years to my dawg he got sentenced (what)
b*tch suck that d*ck with no braces (b*tch)
trap with the gang, yeah we dangerous (trap)
caught a opp boy d*mn he was anxious
listen to me i f*ck two b*tches a day (b*tch)
can’t say i’m just in a whole nother lane (yeah)
can money prolly make a b*tch go insane? (yeah)
yeah but she never gon be there there for years (yeah)
i made like 200 dollars (200)
i wanted 400 dollars (400)
i went and got me more dollars (went)
i went and got me more dollars

[verse 2: reckless l]
yeah (reckless! reckless!)
reckless rolls since i was a young bloke
i was told have fun, so he invoked me (invoked me)
closed in the way he involved me in this game
hate the way he spoke to me (he spoke to me)
harsh my maintenance failed
explain, push away what’s close to you
okay take place pay
i acclaim the blame
frame me a dummy i knew but i did realized as i started

i tried to forbid him the control (the control)
lost of course with shot holes in my torso (in my torso)
stand tall i atoll
f*ck my withdrawal it sucks and gawgs
i’m mature not sober but drawn in
its concerning
can’t withdraw anything at all no grand on my paypal
the worst thing (the worst thing)
my payroll sees black
my labor leeks acid
my failure is that i act in it (i act in it)
still trappin and rollin at late with the great black (great black)
i’m winning and rolling a j for our way back (way back)
take the wrong track and this might be hard hear
but pull my f*cking scissor and rip your f*cking ear
how much you f*cking bleed is witchery
while i rift you scurvies back to early piracy history
fl!ck on me i pull the blunderbuss
blow up your under guts
you look like you went under bus
plunder, cut, can’t f*cking heave
thunder struck now scupper that
can’t f*cking breath
that’s why did this practice (did practise)
come back to dove just pure love
no more pirate combatants (combatans)
and we catch us when we get cold (and we catch us when we get cold)
and we latch on and we let go (and we latch on and we let go)
we improved, improvised and don’t compart (don’t compart!)
we endured, emphasized
and don’t ever come apart (don’t ever come apart!)

[verse 3: black angel wings]
back again, back again, back again
it’s that demented motherf*cker black
no matter where i’m going trapped inside a world of benzo meds
got so many drugs on me you would think that i’m a quack
i been cooking up hits while i’m smoking on that k!ller pack
your busy grinding day n night still your sh*t stay whack
sniffing cocaine just to keep me on track
on your party musics whack so i’m playin with my racks
so i’m playing with my racks
leave wit your b*tch and she never coming back
now this b*tch be on my lap
leave wit your b*tch and she never coming back
it’s time to dirty my cup
it’s time to pour up
it’s time to get stuck
it’s time to f*ck up
it’s time to f*cking duck
i’m outta luck i’m outta luck
gotta put my last bit of trust
in this b*tch right here and d*mn these mollys really suck
murder this beat with my big bro kitch white
we on our come up we on our way to the brightside
everythin i do is smoke weed and rhyme
sippin on my dirty sprite trying to just ease my mind
people turn ugly because of might
everybody the same
b*tch i’m never alright
b*tch i’m never alright
b*tch i’m never alright
b*tch i’m never alright
b*tch i’m never alright
we stay up till the f*cking daylight
we dance on till the f*cking daylight
keep poppin ecstasy till there’s nothing left in sight
i stay up till the roxy hittin hard and fillin my empty broken heart with delight
keep poppin ecstasy till there’s nothing left in sight
keep poppin ecstasy
yeah, yeah, yeah

- rcbros lyrics

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