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turn - traphardswagg lyrics

(i can hear you out there bro)
(come on; you ready?)
(man wtf)
[…]
last n*gga couldn’t even turn
his sh*t looking nappy imma give him a perm
after bikes it’s debo and khi racks the o still capping i throw all them 10s made them learn
i’m on they block with a bookbag on and some glasses they stupid ass think i’m a nerd
that n*gga got bagged like 62 times don’t blame me so that n*gga a bird [?]
that sh*t looking sweet smoke pull on the curb
just f*ck her and duck her that sh*t be too easy
i can be locked in the cell i don’t care if she need me
she suck the d*ck so good like a baby she t**thing
can’t post my lo’ law watching my page
i’m still jumping out i don’t care about his age
im making a hook up i ain’t eating my tray
get it on his birthday i’ll ruin his day
im smoking gen 5 he just hit the brake
i’m deep in my feelings i’m missing my drac
call up the yankee i just starting blowing
3rd she told me i’m in something foreign
im trying to get in that whip i don’t care where we going
im deleting her number she getting too boring
man what the f*ck is they doing
i been watching their car on wick i been on it
he capping on the net he about to make me crash out
we hitting up sacks b*tches shaking with their ass out
we gone to tyson’s might bring the whole stash out
i’m tryna bag me a n*gga im not asking for handouts
she asking for pictures this lil b*tch fanned out
you steal from me imma make you stick your hand out
i ain’t even think i just started walking
we creeping around they laughing and talking
she think i love her she got to be lunching
i’m coming off the belt i ain’t throwing no punches
if g throw the lob imma dunk it
get hit with a 6 then you need more then crutches
i’m on his ass i keep stalking his page
dunking on n*ggas i’m looking like blake
don’t speak on the o that sh*t sweet cake
she lightskin and bad she can go on a date
last n*gga couldn’t even turn
his sh*t looking nappy imma give him a perm
after bikes it’s debo and khi racks the o still capping i throw all them 10s made them learn
i’m on they block with a bookbag on and some glasses they stupid ass think i’m a nerd
that n*gga got bagged like 62 times don’t bring niso that n*gga a bird [?]
that sh*t looking sweet smoke pull on the curb
just f*ck her and duck her that sh*t be too easy
i can be locked in the cell i don’t care if she need me
she suck the d*ck so good like a baby she t**thing
can’t post my lo’ law watching my page
i’m still jumping out i don’t care about his age
im making a hook up i ain’t eating my tray
get it on his birthday i’ll ruin his day
[ending]

- traphardswagg lyrics

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