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still at it - tripstar lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah (young swerve)
yeah, what?
yeah, woah, woah

[verse]
yeah, yeah, whole lot of plug talkin’
pull up to the trap, n*gga, leave my motor runnin’
h*llcat, do the dash, somebody pray for me
my uncle dale taught me how to cook it, keep it comin’, yeah
door swingin’ off the hinges early in the morning, yeah
twenty*five pound bale, give it to my youngins
i bought your b*tch chanel ’cause she copped the pack for me
4 o’clock in the morning and the trap jumpin’
smoke an ounce of jungle boys, cost mе three hundred
i come out the junglе, boy, n*gga, ask my mama
supreme bag with twenty racks off in that motherf*cker
get a spot and put some packs off in that motherf*cker
calm down, calm down, calm down, yeah
had a spot rock and rollin’ downtown, yeah
then i got another spot out of town, woah
my connect gave me a chance, i took advantage, woah
residue on my scale, i got clientele
feel like lucci with them bales, please wish me well
automatic glock with a stock, woah
thousand grams and you get a drop*top, woah
came home still at it, put the pounds in the attic
middle finger to that n*gga, took the stand, yeah, you ratted
you a b*tch, but that’s another story, yeah
calamari eatin’, yeah, finna cop a ‘rari, yeah
zoom zoom just like boosie when i pick it up, woah
put my apr*n on, n*gga, when i whip it up
pay a junkie just to clean the trap up, woah
’cause when the load come, we f*ck the kitchen up, woah
they like, “tripstar turned the trap back up”
two straps on me, i don’t need no backup, yeah
wells fargo, droppin’ off some more money
call what*you*call, n*gga, that’s some more money
keep quiet, we ain’t talkin’ on no phone, yeah
i won’t leave the spot, yeah, ’til they gone, yeah, yeah
god forgive me if i got i serve my uncle, yeah (god forgive me if i got to)
god forgive me, but i gotta get my money, yeah (gotta get my money)
went through h*ll, i had to talk to god in the cell (woah)
i asked the lord, “can i please keep my clientele?” woah
[outro]
yeah (can i please keep my clientele?), yeah
still at it, still at it

- tripstar lyrics

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