Ttg Los - trap jump'n

im in saks 5th or maybe even neman marcus
i dont never shop at target
one shot and i hit my target
when its i beef i love to start shit
call my youngins they love to spark shit
jump in the crowd and join a mosh pit
press a button and my whip will park it
(ugh)
i blew a check on my rollie
i blew a check wit my rang
last i was in magic city wit yo main
i told her that i was the mane
throwing 1s cuz im feelin good
ridin round my neighborhood
counting bands all i kno is jug
run up on me nigga wish you would
drako with a grain of wood
i stay drippin cuz i made it flood
red bottoms but im not a blood
all my niggas stay screamin cuz
shout out to my locs
and i fucc with the folks
im serving out cancer
do you really want smoke
(no)

Written by:
Carlos Henderson

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