Don Trip - GYABag lyrics

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Don Trip - GYABag lyrics

[Verse 1] You a hoe Emoji with the tears cuz you a joke I'm a O.G and that O.G all I smoke That rocket make a n***a pocket poke You hot cuz your lil thot be giving me throat You memorized the code, went through her phone You wrong, I'm known for breaking up a happy home Left him rapping about it in a song I'm really about that action, once I flash b**hes on Smack a n***a smash my styrofoam Straight back whenI was texting for the strong Straight sour Pull up on my plug might take an hour Sorry for the wait that's 80 ounces Every 16 I make a thousand That's them pounds That mean before I pay my people I take it out Have you n***as fake a quarter gae and [?] Soulja Boy is up in your hood and yeah they allowed it Why I got the tickets just as quick as they announced it And I'm dropping that bag on Chris Brown Real hitters on that ace 9 when they sit down Lil n***as big fire with the clips to stick out It's like a epidemic, everybody with the sh** now sh** a trip, get them trip Rap n***as go get a sweep, get your a** beat b**h [Verse 2] While I was broke I make my brother front me half a boat 30 minutes later it was sold 30 minutes later I was tryna get em whole Concrete Jungle still I've yet to find a rose Guess I'm just a trap n***a green yams rose Feeding off of pack call that success ala mole And chicken A la carte Been a hundred trio On my way home to find Dory and Nemo All about the babies, f** you if that bothers you Soon as I walk in Jada hit me with Karate moves Two clip trip, Yosemite Sam And if you got a high point it's gonna Jam Snap a couple of picture for my partners in the can Cooking with them Jars till they got em in a jam I go even harder when they tell me that I can't It's amazing just to think this just all started with a gram Gods speed

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