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lirik lagu walked in – travis porter

[chorus]
looking like a trapper when i walked in the building
that mean i got something expensive
know my friends, they k!lling
all these hoes i’m k!lling
n-gga came from dope dealing
dirt bike four wheeling
come up in the street i’m peeling
come up in the street i’m peeling

[verse 1]
and i might just lose the ceiling
and i’m trying to grind up on a million
i might k!ll it if i feel it
h-ll yeah you d-mn right i k!ll it if she give it
mat go extension, take it and we flip it
take it and remix it, bring it back
sixteen curry on them hoes
bank too big, need pockets like girbaud
hold up wait, know exactly how it goes, its gucci
no, bet you can’t do it like this
fully loaded diamonds on both my wrists
me and joblow gonna scheme on your b-tch
add it to me n-gga get the money out the six
scream my name
got a hundred in the six
i ain’t no gas, i’m a jug this mid
pint coming in, i’ll lean like this
i ain’t hit hard like shawty you lit
f-ck all these rappers
my trap look like cappa
came in like this turning up on you b-st-rds
after i smash lil n-gga can have her
f-ck her from the front then turning her backwards
ask all those strippers i stay with that cash
i’m in a dipper, i’m moving them bags
play with that money we put on a man
know no limit we are busting your -ss

[verse 2]
aye i walk in throwing to the ceiling
looking like a f-cking milli
looking like a f-cking gotti
stop flexing b-tch you’re not really popping
b-tch bout the dough
ace and spade popping
rose popping, b-tch we popping
you ain’t really jocking
ya’ll n-ggas flexing, ya’ll ain’t got it
i got two b-tches they’re getting wild
these b-tches want to do doggie style
i got one black and got one chinese
she be talking to me, say kung pow
i f-cked it up, just made a pound
smoking this sh-t up i made a cloud
just f-cked it up at the after hours
44 too big it can’t wait to growl
b-tch yo -ss ugly and yo -ss musty
so free b-tch, here go a bar of dial
stinking -ss breath smell like black and mild
i’m fresh as h-ll b-tch wipe me down

[verse 3]
all of these hoes be staring
all my sh-t exclusive
she wants me cause i’m cooler
looking like a godd-mn jeweller
might fly to bermuda
thank god a rich n-gga, hallelujah
i feel high and i barely even knew her
i f-cked her now that b-tch luda
wild in the bed looking like frank lucas
me and my godd-mn shooters
carbon, got a d-mn cooler
clip like a godd-mn ruler
these b-tches faded and be acting funny
all she wants is a bag of money
get her on molly she acting sl-tty
hit from the back and she ain’t a buddy

- travis porter

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