Clouded Chris - Trap Baby Chris
Ion tolerate disrespect & ion tolerate fucc shit
I'm outside in the mix Yo ass ain't in the function
Trap Baby Chris been flip-in all them onions
Land of the Nawf, where they hawk em down fa nothin
Ion tolerate disrespect & ion tolerate fucc shit
I'm outside in the mix Yo ass ain't in the function
Trap Baby Chris been flip-in all them onions
Land of the Nawf, where they hawk em down fa nothin
Ion tolerate disrespect & I can't tolerate no fucc shit (Nahh)
Bacc in the day I gave respect & them same niggas gave me nothin (Yeaaa)
Now everything be out the mud Cuz I cant ask a nigga for nothin
From the Nawf to East, I heat them streets & I keep buckhead bars jumpin
Walk up in the spot, lookin like a lot keep good kush, no cracc rocc
Up on the Nawf, bacc on blocc This ATL Drill, but R.I.P Pop
R.I.P. Nipsey, he taught me a lot Stand on your word, give all that you got
It's a marathon not a fuccin sprint to the top You can make it there too just work don't Stop (Don't Stop)
Ay yeah yeah Just work don't stop
Ball one day like Ice Trae from the Hawks yeah
We ain't giving no passes We upping the score You niggas is trashcans
Niggas is thinkin it's madden, I'm hoopin on niggas like 2k, I'm jammin (Jam!)
Huh? Get ready! I move like a ghost, I'm steady
Land of the Nawf, didn't pay ya cost Now ya problems Heavy
Trap Baby Chris I got it, been on the blocc since I was a toddler
Riding around & move smarter came a long way but the journey is longer
Ion tolerate disrespect & ion tolerate fucc shit (Nahh)
I'm outside in the mix Yo ass ain't in the function (Hell Nahh)
Trap Baby Chris been flip-in all them onions
Land of the Nawf, where they hawk em down fa nothin
Ion tolerate disrespect & ion tolerate fucc shit (Nope)
I'm outside in the mix Yo ass ain't in the function (HOE!)
Trap Baby Chris been flip-in all them onions (Yeaaa)
Land of the Nawf, where they hawk em down fa nothin (WOOO)
Uno! Dos Tres!
Written by:
C Olds
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