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lirik lagu trap niggas. – prince the prophet

[verse 1: prince the prophet]
versace on me with the lettuce
designer on me, a raf simons, i
been in a trap where i get it, white
haters gon’ hate, i’m offended, white
dents in my jeans, i got denim, i
like i got central religion, swipe
i do not flex on a nigga, bike
boy, i am the man, i am the nigga that do not pretend
look at your friends, like “he at it again”
they ask for the sk!lls, but it’s all in the pen
i snap for the pic cause i’m photogenic
i get that green like it’s spinach
they tried to murder my image
but they do not know that i get lit
niggas just know that i’m k!lling the booth
do that again, watch your team got removed, ooh
some battles you gotta pick and you choose
haters be hating, i don’t have a clue
clowning these rappers, you don’t have a muse
exactly why i do not mess with these dudes
these type of niggas who beg for a nude from chicks who thot around just for a view, ooh, yeah
baby girl, it’s you, no, baby girl, it’s true, yeah
i do not flex on a nigga, i
diamonds on me, i’m a k!ller, white
plus i am cold like chinchilla, hi
i k!ll a beat from a metro, a metro a not a dealer, i
balling like damian lillard, blaze
thought of me, baby, i get you, aye, aye
yeah, baby, i get you, wait…

[interlude: k.i.n.g]
y’all already know who it is, dog
if you don’t know, you about to know, man
king the prophet man, shouts out to boy prince on this one…

[verse 2: k.i.n.g]
i get the comp-ss for free, conscious on contact with sea
i need to eat, you want my voice on your beats?
in voice the box with the fee
ain’t shit for free
i am not man, i’m a beast
you is no man, you a diva
they tryna fuck with my ether
they tryna fuck on my, fuck on my, fuck on my, uh!
came to climb, niggas stay on vine
i be overtired and i say i’m fine
your flow retired, but you claim you fire
used to go by king, used to be a lion
b-tch, i been inspired by odd future
they taught me, “lil nigga, just do you”
feel like i’m muh’fucking bulletproof
pray to god cause that guy always pulling through
she text me like “sexy, what we gonna do, when you coming through?”
i told your -ss that we with the crew, and we in the stu’, and we ain’t fool
i ain’t got time for a pretty boo, though i think one would be pretty cool
came to the crib, left a split to dip
cause she was a fein for that physical
bcb, me, that’s my ritual
tweet and delete cause i didn’t mean it
all of my lines have five different meanings
try to keep up while i’m hard as cement
why your girl comment on all my recents?
why niggas talk all the time on reasons
spring, summer, fall, winter, i’m the season
by day, a prophet, by night, a demon
thirty-eight demeaning, uh
i got love for the clique, so the camp on my back
you is not cripping, you tripping, i bull and you foolish b, you not your act, uh
it’s neigh the new drake or the new innocent pac
yeah, how about both? headphones to your note, coming flow to dope, woah

- prince the prophet

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