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no problems - trapx10 lyrics

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[verse 1: trapx10]
what’s all the talk ’bout bros?
don’t splash and dash, you boys are buzzin’
only time you don’t get catch
when you do the hot step and keep it cuttin’
free up my broski lzz, i’m gutted
he always had his suttin’
i done a one drill on the backroad
broski done his one live in public
a donny got splashed on the backroad
next one got himself splashed in public
you can wear numerous jumpers
little bro’s samurai humongous
lookin’ like bro’s proposing
holdin’ the thingy, positioned like lunges
opps come like in their tunes
it’s disgusting the way i see a man get punctured
in the field, tryna score some goals
sometimеs, i assist or secure 3 points
f*way, skiddin’ on the opp block
if hе gets caught, more than 3 points
my team had an away match
tape that strip, ruined up that block
and i know your olders are stressin’
too much shake’s gonna buss their shots
no fans ’round on the pitch
when i do my ting, i ain’t tryna get clocked
if we see jakes, it’s blessy
3 on the vezzy, rev, i’m off
but i still tried to hop off 50s
like the bike, that boy was nippy
if he didn’t run away so quickly
you know i would’ve got splashy and splishy
me and tbizzy, that’s scratchy and itchy
but we ain’t on no kind of playing
robbed my man, he screwed and stood there
like he was tryna turn super saiyan
got me waitin’ for his cousin like rosie
rg, rose gang, do it for rosey
he cut when he saw my pokey
i wasn’t about when i had that smokey
[verse 2: s*zedos]
step ’round there, i’m elegant
them man gems, them man pretend
knife game come all celibate
can’t come to the 25, no
can’t cut through the 12, oh no
we got devilish minds, devilish souls
watch how them man panic and blow
did it on the mains, i’m way too splashy
he left his friend, came back again
come like he dropped his blem
now, i’m tryna s*x this girl
but she’s movin’ frigid and dead
she wants me to be her darling
but she smoke carton, how unfair
unknown caller calling
“sz, why did you use my square?”
but f*ck all the chit*chat, came with the cl!ck*clack
best mind you don’t get whiplash
they chat on the net
save your chest, kitchen goes through 6*pack
this talk on [?] is way too foul
she needs to hold this tic*tac
i said, she needs to hold this tic*tac

[verse 3: kyky]
lemme say it again
they don’t ride to the 25 strip, that’s nonsense
ain’t one of them and it makes man sick
and it’s just f*ckin’ with my conscience
plus, my [?] come oh so long
big man didn’t want no problems
back out my ting, i get itchy
two of them man had to dash off quickly
see, i’ll run man down in my skatty*ass plack
backpack, no, best know i got that
you got ‘napped and he sang like nav
aw, man, i can’t take that
fl!ck out my shank on violence
that’s 5 in the four*door, wylin’
me in the passy or sz drivin’
skrrt to the opp block, why are they hiding?
plus tr with his rambo, too
that’s 15 on his waist, don’t know ’bout you
l!ck shots in the mornin’, too
can’t miss a shot like i ain’t got flu
and yeah, i got stuck in the trap with cats
fill up your whole [?] with the racks
and i can’t leave my pole
i don’t know about that
them man twist up the truth, they’re lying in tunes
i swear, your gs so foul
i ain’t gotta talk too much
tell my young g, “go lay man down”
still walk ’round with the fountain
violate the gang then i’ll burn these rounds
round of applause for these clowns
them man chat, chat bare verbal
run man down, duck man down
duck man down ‘cuz he’s slow like tottle
man got splashed, man got dipped
oh, sh*t, man got scored on
wait, how you gon’ leave your friend to get hurt?
how do you chat when your line looks hurt?
63 grams in the pack, let’s lurk
i been trappin’ all day
[outro: trapx10, kyky]
what’s all the talk ’bout bros?
don’t splash and dash, you boys are buzzin’
only time you don’t get catch
when you do the hot step and keep it cuttin’
plus, my [?] come oh so long
big man didn’t want no problems
back out my ting, i get itchy
two of them man had to dash off quickly
what’s all the talk ’bout bros?
don’t splash and dash, you boys are buzzin’
only time you don’t get catch
when you do the hot step and keep it cuttin’
plus, my [?] come oh so long
big man didn’t want no problems
back out my ting, i get itchy
two of them man had to dash off quickly

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