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manny 2x - yungmanny lyrics

[intro: young manni & yungmanny]
i’m in the trap every day of the week
hey, manny
i’m in the trap every day of the week
you dig?
rich shootas, what, what, what?
ayy, terk, sparkheem

[chorus: young manni]
i’m in the trap every day of the week
22 for a bag, but i get it for cheap
unc’ in the kitchen, he cook up a b
it’s manny 2x, sparkheem on the beat
i’m on the front street, swervin’ a key
i’m on the back street, draco on me
i’m smokin’ on thunder, og in my sheet
f-ck all them n-gg-s that switched up on me
i’m in the trap every day of the week
22 for a bag, but i get it for cheap
unc’ in the kitchen, he cook up a b
it’s manny 2x, sparkheem on the beat
i’m on the front street, swervin’ a key
i’m on the back street, draco on me
i’m smokin’ on thunder, og in my sheet
f-ck all them n-gg-s who switched up on me

[verse 1: yungmanny]
walk in, pretty boy flacko
ooh, uh, he hot, tabasco
walk down gang, get smoked like tobacco
five for a junkie in b-more, flakka
uh, i’m with rich shootas, you broke (rich shootas)
uh, you funny, hah, joke
i feel like a wizard, this stick in my cloak
i put the glock to his neck, choke
i’m with ayek, he keep a ak
i call him a tourist, got shot up in maine
hit the show, keep it rolling, huh, j
lightskin bae, ooh, hey (hey, baby)
i’m with og ’cause he get them dollars
glock .44, uh, obama
i shoot at his bend if he look like osama
bald head og, he look like common

[verse 2: young manni]
creep on your block with them irons out
we ’bout to find where they hidin’ out
zay got the ar, we don’t bring no nines out
we shootin’ sh-t, you want beef, you can find out
my young n-gg-s crazy, they slide in mercedes
i serve a junkie named casey
we mash up like jason, trap out the vacant
got twenty pounds in the bas-m-nt
that n-gg- played big, he got burnt up, uh
me and yungmanny too turnt up, uh
how you got a glock, ain’t hurt none? uh
finessed my old plug, got a new one
shot a n-gg-, had to get a new gun, uh
still in the trap like tucson
still makin’ hits, i got good crunch
i got the pounds of that good runtz

[verse 3: yungmanny]
uh, i’m makin’ plays, no huddle
ten degrees, i got the glock in a bubble
run off on the plug like sonic and knuckles
i’m in the field throwin’ dimes like russel, uh
uh, fire, smoke him like funnel
bro hit a lick, throw the piece in a tunnel
remix the work, dj shuffle
take the qp out the bag like ruffles, uh
rihanna, i’m makin’ it work, uh
shoutout my bro, hey, terk
xan let the chopper sing, lil durk
sunday, i’m makin’ plays after church, uh
ten toes down in the mead
coupon, you can get shot for free
hold the stick like i’m tryna play the wii
i still don’t gotta shoot ’cause i stay with kheem

- yungmanny lyrics

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