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trappa 'n a drilla - 1212 ent baby lyrics

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[intro]
white rocks

[chorus: 1212 ent. baby]
i’m a trappa and a drilla and y’all know that sh*t
i’m from blake block, get rich, we be smokin’ sh*t
we still be booming on the drugs, we can’t go broke, lil’ b*tch
foe’nem be posted in the cut, big guns like pogo sticks
finesse ya b*tch up out her throat, oh and then i f*ck that b*tch
i got some good top and then i left, i had to bust a hit
we rock the d and then pop out, it’s gon’ get so real quick
been whipping yay’ up in the trap, mix it with soda whip

[verse 1: 1212 ent. baby]
i’m a young blake block n*gga, you know i came up with k!llas
bad luck’ll still’ll blow ya down if ya og was with you
still shooting with the fountain while my n*ggas ruthless
the opps just trying to get some clout, them n*ggas really goofies
cliquing up, boy, how y’all sound more funerals to go to?
bodies dropping ’round and ’round, watch him fall in slow motion
and then walk up in the n*gga, make sure he not moving
three p’s up in the pot—that’s pappy, pep—the third one, pooh bear
you n*ggas steady wanna diss, i kept it real, now who mad?
lil man man keep the glizzy on him with the big build on it
lil jay jay got them zombie k!llers, blow one time and you dead
my n*ggas going apes, gorillas, f*ck all of that ku sh*t
[chorus: 1212 ent. baby]
i’m a trappa and a drilla and y’all know that sh*t
i’m from blake block, get rich, we be smokin’ sh*t
we still be booming on the drugs, we can’t go broke, lil’ b*tch
foe’nem be posted in the cut, big guns like pogo sticks
finesse ya b*tch up out her throat, oh and then i f*ck that b*tch
i got some good top and then i left, i had to bust a hit
we rock the d and then pop out, it’s gon’ get so real quick
been whipping yay’ up in the trap, mix it with soda whip

[verse 2: 1212 ent. king ty]
i’m a young savage and these n*ggas know just how i’m coming
i got a 30 in this glizzy, b*tch, i ain’t for nothing
the glen riches getting money, b*tch, we known for stunting
slide through the *well broad day, and b*tch, i’m known for dumping
we in the steamer with this nina, it hold thirty*three
slide through y’all block and fire it up y’all f*ck with pbg
f*ck y’all dead homies, f*ck the hoolies, and f*ck ote
i’m bailing out a block away, they right on greenleaf
if i catch magic, it’s so tragic, watch i leave him sleep
f*ck pappy, f*ck pep, and f*ck tfg
b*tch, i’m from blake block, we give face shots, ask javanis that
when it’s wartime, n*ggas getting whacked
b*tch, we popping up, ain’t no sitting back, let’s get it

[chorus: 1212 ent. baby]
i’m a trappa and a drilla and y’all know that sh*t
i’m from blake block, get rich, we be smokin’ sh*t
we still be booming on the drugs, we can’t go broke, lil’ b*tch
foe’nem be posted in the cut, big guns like pogo sticks
finesse ya b*tch up out her throat, oh and then i f*ck that b*tch
i got some good top and then i left, i had to bust a hit
we rock the d and then pop out, it’s gon’ get so real quick
been whipping yay’ up in the trap, mix it with soda whip

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