J $tash – LONDON Lyrics

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[Intro] Pray to me like Messiah, smoking that Gas got that fire
Selling that pack with my five, shoot a nigga he lying
Rob me you is dying
I ain’t tripping I be flying, smoking that gas from my plug that white boy his name Ryan
Getting that cash like I’m signed, I don’t need rap I could trap and a nigga survive

[Hook x2] Trappin’, trappin’ with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block, baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pot, pull up on her in a drop (Skur Skur)
I ain’t fuck I got top, why you cuffing she a thot (What)
Fucked that bitch on the spot (Yaa)

[Verse 1] Why you cuffing you a lame, wanna fuck me for fame
Wanna fuck grab my chain, fuck her to Gucci Mane
Fuck that bitch like a dog, pass that bitch to my dog
Fuck that bitch in the yard, pray to me like a god
Pray to me like Messiah, smoking that Gas got that fire
Selling that pack with my five, shoot a nigga he lying
Rob me you is dying
I ain’t tripping I be flying, smoking that gas from my plug that white boy his name Ryan
Getting that cash like I’m signed, I don’t need rap I could trap and a nigga survive

[Hook x2] Trappin’, trappin’ with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block, baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pot, pull up on her in a drop (Skur Skur)
I ain’t fuck I got top, why you cuffing she a thot (what)
Fucked that bitch on the spot (Yaa)

[Verse 2] Talking money I got plenty, couple thousand for the Denim
Couple thousand on my women, splashing on them when I’m winning
Shoes tight I ain’t tripping, if it ain’t sealed I ain’t sipping
Sipping syrup eating chicken, foreign car I be whipping
Diamond wet they be dripping, cocaine she be sniffing
Shooting at them Scottie Pippen, never wife her I be pimping
Look at my chain and my watch and my ring
Rocking Raf Simmons, walking in the rain
Fucking famous bitches, treat them the same
If you don’t get pussy you is a lame
Foolish lil’ nigga stay in your lane
Make a nigga dissapear, David Blane

[Hook x2] Trappin’, trappin’ with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block, baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pot, pull up on her in a drop (Skur Skur)
I ain’t fuck I got top, why you cuffing she a thot (what)
Fucked that bitch on the spot (Yaa)

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