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Yoz what you telling me
Traphouse Mob
Broski tapped, he might pop one, pop one
Slugs they burn,?these?are hot ones
Man?putting work in the long run,?cop one
Twelve gauge bought me that long one
That dinger whip know I'm on one
If I ain't driving then I'm in shotgun
The rumours are that I shot one
Prefer that hand ting over that shotgun

I'm there on my blocka
You know that my strips on lock up
Pa** me that lead and copper
Done me a drill when I done that proper
They got most of my guys on lock up
Whip that light, lock up
She thought I was gonna take her Costa
She thinks I'm a saviour I ain't no doctor

Bando baby I broke her heart
Tell her sorry babe I weren't meaning to
Started off with a Q of each
I was never one to be teething food
All I need is a reason to
And I'm popping there like it's Peekaboo
Doubt these n***as they want that beef
Cah my drillas know how to season food
She rings my line everyday tryna tell a babe just wait, please wait
These n***as wanna talk about smoke but truss me
They don't wanna come our way
Stuck OT in the bando local whip that flake, its flames
Nah I can't afford a raid
If its askar bag me I'm holding eight
Finger itching, I press that, press that
Done it bait so I meant that, meant that
Told my YG go cheff that, dead that
Body drop that's a setback
If I rise the wap you best get back, get back
Lift man up like he's jetlagged
Man's dressing up I'm in jet black
Heard they wan' drop me told a man tempt that
Starting off I was selling weed
When I saw the crack man I see the light
Broski went and took a violation
Told me "Rich, I ain't sleeping right"
Got revenge cah that feeling's nice
Lemonade with that lean and sprite
Telling me she wan' stay the night, but she ain't really my type
I'm there on my blocka
You know that my strips on lock up
Pa** me that lead and copper
Done me a drill when I done that proper
They got most of my guys on lock up
Whip that light, lock up
She thought I was gonna take her Costa
She thinks I'm a saviour I ain't no doctor

Let me break it down
Rich don't mean Fernando's when I say n***as wan' take me out
Rich may sleep in the bando still
In the trap tryna make it out
Tell a b*t*h don't make a sound
They heard Rich don't dance now they all don't dance
It's like these n***as want my sound
Until now, feds still got me on license
Foreign b*t*h wanna lick that tip, just the way that I like it
Rambo blade gotta firm that grip
You know I do more than slice him
Like the first time I burst that stick, mash that kinda exciting
Pretty one says she miss me, miss me
I told her baby come link me
Telling me she wan' eat in Leyton
But I'm telling her babe its too risky
If it weren't done by Leyton it'd be SJ turning man history
If it weren't done with that qori it was probably done with that mindi
Broski tapped, he might pop one, pop one
Slugs they burn, these are hot ones
Man putting work in the long run, cop one
Twelve gauge bought me that long one
That dinger whip know I'm on one
If I ain't driving then I'm in shotgun
The rumours are that I shot one
Prefer that hand ting over that shotgun

Let me break it down
Rich don't mean, when I say n***as wan' take me out
Yoz what you telling me
Traphouse Mob

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