lirik lagu tme trigga – laker
[hook] x2
trap money sh~t had to get me some paper
b~tch you hate now i can’t f~ck with you later
i’m in a class i can see my curator
i was down bad had to grind like a skater
he think he bad that ain’t sh~t to a racer
why the f~ck you mad i can see that you haters
go get a bag and stop asking for favors
purple and yellow mixed up like a laker
[verse 1]
why the f~ck you hate on me someone ion know
think i got history f~cking his hoe
i was 15 but i stay with a pole
when i turned 16 i thought i was grown
~~inaudible~~ i’m 17 clear out a show ~~inaudible~~ go turn up sum more. re~up on this we gon’ smoke about an 0
i prayed on this what the f~ck i was broke
i pray on this cause i didn’t have sh~t
nothing but trap money up for the rent
i used to stack money up for my kicks
you got a sack n~gga? you can get blitzed
touching down packs i don’t need an assist
nothing but facts i can never forget
i get it back i don’t care what i spent
i won’t relax till i hit a l!ck
[hook]x2
trap money sh~t had to get me some paper
b~tch you hate now i can’t f~ck with you later
i’m in a class i can see my curator
i was down bad had to grind like a skater
he think he bad that ain’t sh~t to a racer
why the f~ck you mad i can see that you haters
go get a bag and stop asking for favors
purple and yellow mixed up like a laker
[verse 2]
purple and yellow i mix it together
he is a b~tch he ain’t really a stepper
he make it far as a b~tch if we let him
we spin again in the benz and just stretch him
~~inaudible~~ you might talk to the devil
can’t serve for wock because we remix it better
scream f~ck the laws i just sent off a letter
stuck in the house with the grams on the dresser
you cannot trap you can’t flip what i’m selling
~~inaudible~~
we taking your life and send you to heaven
i was just 14 but labeled a felon
i say finessin to give me a blessing
reach for my neck because we flip it like tetris
i come from nothing but trap money flexing
run that sh~t up i can’t go back to stressing
[hook]x2
trap money sh~t had to get me some paper
b~tch you hate now i can’t f~ck with you later
i’m in a class i can see my curator
i was down bad had to grind like a skater
he think he bad that ain’t sh~t to a racer
why the f~ck you mad i can see that you haters
go get a bag and stop asking for favors
purple and yellow mixed up like a laker
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu don malibu – peace
- lirik lagu dicte (mgp) – du må ikke gå fra mig
- lirik lagu terrymisac – where is home
- lirik lagu orleanska – omt+1.1k ☁️
- lirik lagu rob dymez – 1000 degrees
- lirik lagu crystal cities – good life
- lirik lagu imagination movers – good ideas
- lirik lagu стас михайлов (stas mikhaylov) – ты (you)
- lirik lagu saytem – copo de whisky
- lirik lagu văn mai hương – nghĩ về anh