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get back (last friday night pt.2) - trav money lyrics

verse 1 ‘trav money’
(glah like glah glah)
(fourdeuce in the spot better get out the)
(yo kezzy this sh*t got me trippin’)
(spin through the hill we gone blitz both)
(like he caught a shot to the face)
(like glah, fourdeuce fourdeuce)
(better get out the)
(notti bopping poking my)
(n*gga edot went out like a b*tch)
(glah)
(everything dead, glah like glah)
trav money
spin*spin through the hill we gone blitz both ways
like*like he caught a shot to the face
see through the tints we gone flip that car
n*gga spinned on a bike bullets pressing his brakes
i*i*i thought edot was “ready for war”
“too tact” but one of ’em n*ggas dead
i’m tryna bend like*like say when
and we back to go put another on the score
n*gga said “never ran never will”
bro*bro you too big to run up on ya heels
jstar when the f*ck you ever did a drill
better duck when we scream out fourdeuce in that hill
and they said “big o’s” like no
why*why*why the f*ck that boy ain’t have a pole
and ya’ll n*ggas can’t diss on the guys
cause all of my n*ggas gone pick up the phone
no*notti bopping poking my hips
n*gga edot went out like a b*tch
sugarhill n*ggas sweet
du*dummy just caught a neck shot he went down on y’all strip
like d*mn i’m*i’m tryna do ’em like (yellow)
f*ck that imma do ’em like noah
cause if we can’t score for the touchdown
you know my n*ggas kicking for the field goal
verse 2 ‘drowzy b’
on the hill i was dropping the o
when we bend through that block then ’em n*ggas gone know
i’m*i’m really different n*gga imma hit the n*gga
if he come to my strip with a pole
“balling like diddy” that sh*t dead
e with the dot still tapping my head
if he cl!cking for notti i’m cl!cking for red
we the sleeze on timing i’m straight out of web
he the trend but he dropping the guns
do ’em like notti get poked in his lungs
throw up the four’s and ’em n*ggas gone run
if a n*gga move slime he get turn into runts
that n*gga roscoe fast on his feet
last time in the store got beat
i’m*i’m tryna sweep a n*gga off his feet
he*he try to creep up n*gga but i peeped
like who got touched n*gga we elite
on 137st i was toting that heat
oy o*what now y’all n*ggas beef
and i’m really on court and i’m shooting from deep
pull out my wraith so i get to the cl!cking
bend through that block and ’em n*ggas went missing
you know imma pass it to cardii
ain’t no “balling like diddy” we gonna complete the assist
verse 3 ‘kdot2x’
why*why*why y’all n*ggas stay capping in raps
like what y’all really need to get back
say y’all cl!cking and flocking for notti
but where was y’all at when we shot where he died at
notti died and now y’all n*ggas beef
caught one to the neck he couldn’t even breathe
ha*hate it when a n*gga for the net
like didn’t your b*tch ass got poked at a beach
nu*nuski went out tryna play like he tough
boscoe went out with a pellet gun
nu*nuk overdosed so he did it for fun
and i said what i said let me know where the n’z at
di*di*diddy went out tryna ball for the lackers
hu*huncho bluffing so they had to pack ’em
ni*n*ggas always say they never lacking
but ya’ll got so many dead’s like what happened

- trav money lyrics

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