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back to the trap - turnaround music & fmb dz lyrics

[intro: fmb dz]
f*ck, psh, psh (mia jay c)
f*ck, the biggest of the biggest (i hear you, jay c)
the biggest of the biggest (ayy, n*gga, huh)

[chorus: fmb dz]
uh, i let these n*ggas have their run, i think i lost the flame
how the f*ck is you a rapper and you don’t own a chain, n*gga?
how the f*ck you say you trappin’, your spot never bang, n*gga?
what i took to gary, i could’ve bought two bricks of ‘caine, n*gga
f*ck the b*tch so long and good, i made her scream my name, n*gga
you can’t go back to your hood, we is not the same, n*gga
i’m a different breed, that’s why them n*ggas love to hate the whoop
this sh*t off the love, i ain’t never gotta tell a bro to shoot

[verse 1: fmb dz]
evеry time i pop out, he gon’ pop out, b*tch, that’s how we movе
when i scratch off, he gon’ let that switch off, put you on the news
you ain’t never seen a hundred fifty thousand, all blues
five hundred for the sweater i got on, this b*tch rhude
you want bottles in my line, you know i got the cheapest number
i might come escalade v ’cause i been grindin’ all summer
ask about me, they gon’ tell you, “he a bad motherf*cker”
real respected and protected, i ain’t gon’ lie, them n*ggas love me
you read the story ’bout them boys, nah, and they ain’t goin’ for nothin’
all i gotta do is push one and they pull up with them b*ttons
i’ll shoot that b*tch in deep ’cause all my life i had to jump it
(i don’t think these n*ggas wanna die, they know just how we bumpin’)
[chorus: fmb dz]
uh, i let these n*ggas have their run, i think i lost the flame
how the f*ck is you a rapper and you don’t own a chain, n*gga?
how the f*ck you say you trappin’, your spot never bang, n*gga?
what i took to gary, i could’ve bought two bricks of ‘caine, n*gga
f*ck the b*tch so long and good, i made her scream my name, n*gga
you can’t go back to your hood, we is not the same, n*gga
i’m a different breed, that’s why them n*ggas love to hate the whoop
this sh*t off the love, i ain’t never gotta tell a bro to shoot

[verse 2: fmb dz]
huh, f*ck it, we back to the trap
dog say he need a half of what, tell him bring a stack
when you pull up, don’t sit in your car, just come to the back
you gon’ start a war you play with us, we got too many straps
i got snappers on both sides of town, guess who back around?
shout out to my white boy out in cleveland, he be buyin’ the browns
yeah, all i do is get ’em and get some money when i’m feelin’ down
if i’m the richest n*gga in the room, then i shouldn’t be around
i just sit back and observe these n*ggas, man, these n*ggas clowns
watch who you got in that water with you, they might let you drown
main reason i be by myself when i go out of town
these n*ggas can’t wait to tell your business when you not around
i do the lanvin’s or the ricks, i don’t even take pics
amiri jeans with the ricks, thirty on me, all slips
walk in prada, fresh as h*ll, i’m some of their best clientele
i’m thinkin’, “if they really with me,” only time’ll tell
yeah, my sh*t hit a lil’ different ’cause my diamonds real
don’t bring no rodents ’round my n*ggas ’cause they grimy still
n*gga know the yick is fake and they buyin’ ’em still
i let lil’ bro behind the wheel ’cause he got drivin’ sk!lls
[bridge: fmb dz]
huh, i got snappers on both sides of town, guess who back around?
shout out to my white boy out in cleveland, he be buyin’ the browns
yeah, all i do is get him and get some money when i’m feelin’ down
if i’m the richest n*gga in the room, then i shouldn’t be around

- turnaround music fmb dz lyrics

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