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lirik lagu trayvon martin – duwap kaine

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[intro]
trap n*gga

[verse]
trap n*gga, i don’t come from the ‘burbs
put my phone on do not disturb
i get high as f*ck when i’m shipping the work
babygirl really want us to work
i used to stand by the curb
smoking dope, i don’t sip on the syrup
only thing that i got is my word
counting cheese, but i hate cheese curds
walk down with a mag i got [?]
hk on me i’m a [?]
f*cked your b*tch, yeah i know you miss her
i don’t care about f*cking her first
no twitter, but that b*tch a bird
f*ck jail, i can’t be a jailbird
and i’m sipping on this drank it’s dark
cup look like whoopi goldberg
got a root c*n*l the other day
but that b*tch still get on my nerves
n*gga just knew it was [?]
with my [?], it will never be her
young duwap, teach you better than your mother can
young duwap, tryna be richer than the government
did a lot of f*cked up sh*t myself i gotta face my punishment
sipping promethazine with codeine, no this sh*t is not a supplement
can’t compete with me you better going off to retirement
i like spinning on 12 so much i’m like, “d*mn, where my tires went?”
these hating hoes, please show some type of excitement, b*tch
y’all sneak dissing, i don’t like that sh*t
y’all k!lling? go and shoot zimmerman
[chorus]
black hoodie
i feel like trayvon martin
pull off, aston martin
my chains look like skittles
feel like trayvon martin
i feel like trayvon martin
pull off, aston martin
my chains look like skittles
feel like trayvon martin