Correction Lyrics u still not a trap nigga by tana

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I'd fart on the beat if I wanted to, n***a
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh (Ah, sh*t, give me that sh*t)

Where is the baby?
How you a trap n***a up in the Navy?
You ain't no trap n***a, b*t*h, you eat gravy
I just might take some candy from a baby
How you a trap n***a screamin' out (Brrt), "Save me"?
I'm makin' this money, live luxury lately
B*t*h, why you drinkin'? You not even eighteen
I got a MILF, I think that she's eighty (Eww, I got a MILF)
Give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t (Ahh)
This n***a addicted to crack (Cocaine)
Lightskin ho tryna go eat some lo mein (The f**k?)
Hold up, I'm cussin' to much
(Chlamydia) That-That ho be f**kin' too much
Need a new mag, I been dumpin' too much
(F**kin' that ho, put my thumb in her b***)
Hold on, I'm bustin' too much
"Calm down, you shoot up the function too much" (Oh my God)
You can't kill me when I got this gun in my clutch
I get bored so I just might go play with her b***
I told lil' Tana that they ain't like this
You ain't never seen a lil' dance like this
One second, I'll pull up my pants like this
Ain't no trap n***a hard, you a lil' bitty b*t*h (F**k you)
Ain't no trap n***a, b*t*h, you a lil' bitty (W****)
Walk up in Saks and I buy up the store
Light skin n***a with locs (Galore, n***a)
Pockets so fat (GloFromDa4)
She said can she give me brain, sure
Some top in New York, in the ninety-third floor (True story)
I told her to twerk
Shooter got dreads, just like Lil Durk (Oh my God)
F**k (N***a), f**k (N***a)
F**k (N***a), f**k (N***a)
Sh*t (N***a),  f**k (N***a)
Sh*t (N***a), f**k (N***a)
F**k n***a (Gimme that sh*t), f**k n***a (Gimme that sh*t)
F**k n***a (Gimme that sh*t), f**k n***a—

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