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Bread & Butter
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Lil Tjay
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Gang, yeah Lil Tjay N***as know how we comin' Yeah, y’all don't know how I feel Y'all [?] Y’all ain't really drill Get to the bread, my [?] the b***er You tote to 12 like you undercover Life is what it is, it is what it should be My pants are Amiri, Palm Angels my hoodie Glock with a beam, we testing that glizzy N***as be hatin', I know they won't get me I'm not a gangster but please don't test me I'ma still bust sh*t 'til it’s empty Don’t play with me like I'm pu**y In the trap we was cooking Feds outside and they looking We gon’ still get to the money Run it up all wintеr just to flex up in the summer Run it up all wintеr just to flex up in the summer I feel like flooding my wrist VVS diamonds, they shinin', they glizz' Goofy try me and I'm upping my stick Head tap, I ain’t sparing or miss Catch an opp I swear I'm going insane 20k, I got inside of my 'mains Seven-hundred just to cop me some frames Other day, I ran it up with the gang Too [?], about to catch me some brains I'ma catch my bullet [?] N***as ain't [?] they ain't putting in pain Life's good, I be sippin' Champagne Opposition know their soul is a stain Lil Tjay, b*t*hes love how I sing And I'm all about my chicken, no wings I be pouring up the Act in my drink Get to the bread, my [?] the b***er You tote to 12 like you undercover Life is what it is, it is what it should be My pants are Amiri, Palm Angels my hoodie Glock with a beam, we testing that glizzy N***as be hatin', I know they won't get me I'm not a gangster but please don't test me I'ma still bust sh*t 'til it's empty Don't play with me like I'm pu**y In the trap we was cooking Feds outside and they looking We gon' still get to the money Run it up all winter just to flex up in the summer Run it up all winter just to flex up in the summer My new Glock it came with a beam Pu**y tell me 'bout it, it ain't what it seem Clip extended, 'bout to end it on the scene Back up, ain't no making this team Strapped up, you won't take it from me Stack racks up, know the gang [?] Act tough, we gon' shoot, better duck Move, shoot, and then I'm setting them up Same gang, man ain't flexing with us Keep plotting, but I keep me a pole dropping, we don't speak over phones Get to the bag, my trip, it be long F**k 'bout the tag just hit me a [?] Catching the stacks 'cause I gotta go N***a this rap sh*t is out of control Trapping on [?] we just keepin' it low Get to the bread, my [?] the b***er You tote to 12 like you undercover Life is what it is, it is what it should be My pants are Amiri, Palm Angels my hoodie Glock with a beam, we testing that glizzy N***as be hatin', I know they won't get me I'm not a gangster but please don't test me I'ma still bust sh*t 'til it's empty Don't play with me like I'm pu**y In the trap we was cooking Feds outside and they looking We gon' still get to the money Run it up all winter just to flex up in the summer Run it up all winter just to flex up in the summer
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