lirik lagu 12hr trip – 23rcb
verse 1:
i was raised in that one sh*t
you know the rest
i been that n*gga
i got destined for greatness carved in my flesh
these n*ggas sick
said what i was gone do and then i did it
the bread i give my lawyers got cases gettin acquitted
i’ma big boss
deal in stick talk
chop make you crip walk
young supplier
try to run off and get yo life bought
3 bows broke down to 3.5s i made yo b*tch do it
don’t hit my phone if it ain’t bout bread i speak that sh*t fluent
hood n*gga turnt entertainer that’s what i’m on
i’m too thorough never do no lil freaky sh*t for no pros
never rattеd on my mans
testifying on no stand
white sticks like thе klan
keep the blow like a fan
tied in with the mob
i heard they found him in the van
he ain’t comin outside
he traumatized from the lead
street sign got teddy bears
he d*mn near finna come fed
a while ago he was a savage n*gga shakin his dreads
aye
pressure on don’t think lil bro can handle that played it crazy threw a clean up party down at saks
get some pape you rather trip about a rat
running plays catching bags warren sapp
hook:
on 1 94 with a trunk full of bows on souls finna play it so cold in this b*tch
god forbid if a n*gga get fl!cked on that road on bro i don’t know a soul in that b*tch
2 hoes in a rented tahoe switch plates just to stroll you bet not try to fold in this b*tch
when a n*gga make it home yea best believe its on finna up sloppy roll off a 12 hour trip
aye
verse 2:
ima let my nuts hang
take the harder way watch me i can cook it in the pot or use the microwave
i’m sauced up stacking stupid pape
its car notes putting fits together got a hundred on my back a couple on my waist
a thousand for my jeans a half of stack for what be on my feet my pockets so obese you poor as f*ck and continue to speak shut the f*ck up i ain’t tryna hear it
yeah you got the mains on but you got them off clerance
we ain’t in the same league touch the same cheese hit the same freaks b*tch you ain’t me yea i know you wanna be but that sh*t dead the only place you really verified is in yo head
i’m young and wise i been knowing got h*lla zips i been blowing raised around the white it been snowing don’t sip lean but my cuz pouring
custos i got those
from contraband and shoe stores
ima big boss like caine hoe
yaw lil n*ggas just gustos
y’all lil n*ggas h*lla lame and i peep it you think them frames and them chains got a meaning a lame is a lame it don’t matter how you clean it you just food without the seasoning and my n*ggas still gone eat it
hook:
on 1 94 with a trunk full of bows on souls finna play it so cold in this b*tch
god forbid if a n*gga get fl!cked on that road on bro i don’t know a soul in that b*tch
2 hoes in a rented tahoe switch plates just to stroll bet not try to fold in this b*tch
when a n*gga make it home yea best believe its on finna up sloppy roll off a 12 hour trip
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