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Trap boy soulja, trap boy soulja
Trap boy soulja, trap boy soulja
I got what you need, leave baking soder
Mix it with what you need, lean molly cough
I got what you need, trap boy soulja
In that white c**aine benz like its baking soder
I been flipping bricks, can catch across the border
And that f**ing swag bag coming 'cross the border
In a f**ing white van tell em the pricing order
Ill 16 hollow tips he the shoulder
He thought I was playing unloaded hella clips
Rich gang at your playing baking soder rich
Hot yellow b**h, and she s**ing dick
How wait thats me with like fifty bricks
Backseat playing, like siccisy please sit in the seats
Shoutout to my squad and to my n***as doing hits
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Damn I'm paranoid I they them n***as tap my phone
I had packs chased down until everything was gone
In the nets f** it daily in my sty phone
Swag bag march is selling on my f**ing money
In the nets stay in shootsouts with them f**ing folks
So I had to drop my top and I was gone
All that f**ing cheddar I had like sixty on
Had to shut the packs cause they had to pull me over
I was on cut flexing with like 38
And I hop up in that hooptie all them n***as fake
In the next f**ing day I catch up with louise state
They say damn soulja you done did your squad feet
In the next day my flex was on the f**ing screen
Swag bag and they both had them for 16
Had 30 kis and a f**ing g
I had pistol stacked, under my f**ing seat
Trap boy soulja, boom caught it colder
I had gun stashed up in every sofa
And them n***as say damn trey you done took it over
I been whipping this and this, since like 4 older
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