TKN FORLIFE - Trap ready

Ayy
Run it back
I'm sayin' it, we all run it back now
Drill
Ayy, how come all this shit looks so flake flake
Never just care about the bitch, I got Kool-Aid
And these bitches, they run it like New Jays
I'm back on sweep off a bitch like a sweepstakes
And my niggas might run it like New Jays
And my niggas might run out the sweeps
Ayy, I never care how big his sweeps ain't
And these bitches, they really be sweep cakes
Damn, uh, I got the Glick on my side
And we ready to check somethin
And my brothers, they might go arrest somethin
Mac hold 50, we caught at the Big Bud
And I caught it, that shit got a big cuz
Run off a bitch, but I woke up with big blood
And these niggas don't know but the street hug
Young niggas, I'm back on run out the shit cuz
All these mamas, they precious, they rest in peace
All they brothers, they might go and touch the streets
And these niggas, they never just gonna pep
All these niggas, they pussy, they ain't straight
All these niggas, they pussy, they shouldn't creep
Comin' straight off the bitch like a smooth sound
And these bitches, they roll like the moon ground
And I run off the shit like a leaf tail
Damn, all of y'all niggas, I wish that y'all
Bout that shit, but y'all ain't know
And y'all bitches, y'all know bout the 10-4
I throw it off a bitch for a photo
And these bitches, they run it like JoJo
And my bitches, they run it like JoJo
She gonna scream and she gonna bleed though
And my niggas, I run it like a cellophane
I got groupies and niggas that wanna just set me up
And these bitches might get so I keep the tucked
All of y'all niggas, I ride, y'all slipped up
And y'all bitches, y'all might go and slip up
And y'all bitches, y'all might go and creep up
Comin' straight off the bitch like a leaf tucked
And my bitches, they run it like Cheet up
And my niggas might get it like T.Up
Damn, all of y'all niggas, y'all pussy, y'all rookies for sure
And if she ain't come out the gloves
Then I run off the shit off the track, ready to throw
Comin' straight off the shit off the track, ready to throw
And my niggas might run off the flow
My niggas might kick it, I don't say go
Go, niggas ain't go
Niggas ain't go
Go, grab you a glick nigga, just to keep on your side now
And these bitches ain't ready to slide now
I'm back up, ready to sit down for the five now
And these niggas, they ain't gonna grind now
But this shit comin' straight out my spine now
I'm a hood' nigga, I came out the grind now
And these niggas don't know about you lying now
Uh, seven years old in the trap house
And these niggas ain't know they gon' crap out
They a lil' mouse, I came out the big house
And these niggas, they really go in and out
And these bitches, they really be scared now
I had to run off a motherfuckin' gun now
And these bitches, they really be fun now
I almost got shot in my own house
And these niggas, they run it like In-N-Out
I had to run it, my niggas, they feast them out
And these bitches, they might go and screech it out
I'm a hood nigga, I came out the trap house
And these bitches, they don't know about you now now
And these bitches, they run it, say bye-bye
I ain't care about the bitches its ah new town
Gang

Written by:
Tiki Lloyd

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