lirik lagu treasure map 2 – bigdatvert
treasure map 2 man
datvert, datvert, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
the p*ssy was wet, i slipped in
stay clean the feds they listening
cannot stop b*tch i’m on a mission
money got my palms itching
f*ck that b*tch, your b*lls itching
we not the same we ball different
her p*ssy wet i fall in it
but that b*tch she crazy, she be trying to start an argument
i make her get lazy when i put it in her arteries
draco in the trumpet case, n*gga that’s my starter kit
n*gga you get all these clips
n*gga you can’t call this drip
you is what they call a simp
n*gga you pitiful, i’m f*cking with your hoe
trap off the scale, lil n*gga it’s digital
charge me up too, lil n*gga you in the hole
when you get rich, lil n*gga start spinnning more
when you go broke, lil n*gga stop lending more
glock on my hip, lil n*gga it’s visual
blow that b*tch like an inner tube
shoot that b*tch like it’s finna cool (off)
my b*tch too bad, yeah the b*tch too boss
snitch ass n*gga, yeah i know you talk
f*cking this hoe, she from utah
i got a couple pounds sitting in the u*haul
better keep the bl!ck everywhere you walk
this is not my hood, n*gga going too far
k!ll him right now, i won’t cool off (uh)
k!ll a f*ck n*gga, move back to new york (uh)
p*ssy ass rapper, why he thinking too hard (uh)
i was shooting dice, n*gga on the schoolyard
the fiends said my coke too white
the police said my tint too dark
how the f*ck you say you gettin money
my n*gga you rent the car
three bad hoes in my bed
they less than an inch apart
hold up man, let me hit the f*cking weed man
treasure map 2, these n*ggas ain’t ready
[verse 2]
uh, come and give me that good top, girl my day was long
aye, he was talking sh*t out his mouth and now his face gone
i stay with some k!llers, them n*ggas nuts, them n*ggas acorns, uh
shoot up your block, lil n*gga we hop out the motherf*cking wraith blowing, uh
spin back to the crime scene, yeah the police they putting out tape for him
it ain’t the n*gga birthday but we had to bake a cake for him
how the f*ck you say you getting money, n*gga you got a fake charm
so much f*cking ice on my wrist i might need a fake arm
this n*gga he got broke as a b*tch and i need to pray for him
f*ck with me i call up them k!llers and you know they swarm
pull out the new glizzy, stand still n*gga, best stay calm
i know a couple cats in br, a couple from lake charles
i don’t play basketball, but i know some shooters come take the charge
f*ck with me lil n*gga, yeah you know you gone need a f*cking guard
ooh, bodyguard
yeah, yeah
i got lots of hard sh*t
aye, yeah
garage lit
aye, yeah
skrt
treasure map 2
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