Taj Money
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Yeah
YSL
See I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
And some in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
I got a couple bitches on my back
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold
Shots for my niggas never coming back
Shots for my niggas never coming back (back)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told
That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack
I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
And some in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
Shots for my niggas never coming back
See I heard a couple niggas try to line me
And you know the rest
New baby Nina dripping on my body
See you could get stretched
You gettin' money, I couldn't care less
Got some honey's turned into a finesse
Don't make me make the bulldog fetch ya
Purple tips make you itch on a stretcher
Hit your momma house, know you got the message
Lucky you're jealousy would've been reckless
Raid the condo, draggin' me by my necklace
I don't get tired, lil' nigga, I be restless
I was trappin', eating noodles for breakfast
Took a loss and bounced it back like a checker
Police took a couple sticks last summer
We was glizzy, le buteur so Texas
Some niggas still ten toes in these streets
Still get you anything for the cheap
Young and connected like the letter V
Name a youngin's been more realer than me
I just put some gold all over my teeth
Giuseppe steppin' how we roll in the streets
Hit a new stage at age of fourteen
My nigga just hit a stain last week
I put the nina to a nigga cheek (shh)
The nigga don't speak
Bro, I was broke, ain't had nothin to eat
You in the streets then you know how it be
Some say I'm sayin' too much when I rap
But I ain't never said a name in my track
I told that nigga I'm only speaking facts
And uh, and that's on the trap
See I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
And some in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
I got a couple bitches on my back
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold
Shots for my niggas never coming back
Shots for my niggas never coming back (back)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told
That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack
I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
I got a couple niggas in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
Shots for my niggas never coming back
See I ain't have to scheme
Taliban be on my team
I know some twins that will hit you with these
Tallup, Tallup, Tallup, split you in piece
Osama twin llama, choppa siamese
Lookin' for me pack me up in the B's
Lemons grip up on my bitch when I squeeze
I know some kids who do hits for some trees
Smoke a top and turn an opp into weed
Word to my chain, heard my city in gold
My bitches solid then they know that I'm told
My niggas solid, they are hard as a brick
Yeah I'm talking 'bout a plus 36
Word to my chain, heard my city in gold
My bitches solid, then they know that I'm told
My niggas solid, they are hard as a brick
Yeah, I'm talking 'bout a plus 36
See I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
And some in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
I got a couple bitches on my back
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told (told)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever fold
Shots for my niggas never coming back
Shots for my niggas never coming back (back)
And yeah that's a fact
None of my niggas, they ain't ever told
That ain't my woadie, it a boy rack
I got a couple niggas on the road (road)
I got a couple niggas in the trap
I got a couple niggas on the go
Shots for my niggas never coming back, woah