[Intro – sparse, filtered] Trappin wit phonk.... Trap phonk..... on go .. on go...on go ......go...go .... [808 loads in hard] [Verse 1 – Male] Pull up quiet, no talk, weight sittin’ in the trunk Niggas switch overnight, I already knew they gonna stunt Cold heart, colder chain, diamonds & ice, got stripes like the Bengals Trap phonk still bangin while these hoes play the angles Stackin’ dirty, countin’ slow, every bill got a story Ain’t no love in this bitch, just the grind and the glory Movin’ with precision tunnel vision on a money makin mission You been cap yappin’ for clout, I been collectin bags final decision [Pre-Chorus – Male into Female] We be on dat go.., on dat go best to laylow so lay low i say so.... [Chorus – Female, stacked & hypnotic] Trap phonk in my system, I don’t give a fuck Ridin real wit the steel stay strapped neva trust, One wrong move chrome turn yo ass to dust Sick swag, boutta bag , we be livin it up Street life beats tight turn the speakers up Trap phonk in my veins, I don’t break, I just bust Niggas talkin’ real tough till the game catch up day one rider, never needed no crutch This the life that we chose, now we stuck in the rush [Verse 2 – Male] Same block, same rules, same niggas gettin’ buried Loyalty round here rare , most these bitches temporary Don’t trust the ones who smile, don’t trust the ones who cry Only trust the ones who slide when it’s time to fuckin ride Real set bangin, weapons stay close One mistake and you toast, ain’t no second chance, ghost Hungry for the bag, never settled for the crumbs You waitin’ on a miracle, I’m already on the run [Chorus – Female] Trap phonk in my system, I don’t give a fuck Ride with the real or get left in the dust Cold swag, heavy heart, still I keep it up Street life got me twisted but I never give it up Trap phonk in my veins, I don’t break, I don’t budge Niggas talkin’ real tough till the pressure get too much Down since day one, never needed no crutch This the life that we chose, now we stuck in the rush [Bridge – half-time, bass heavy] Yeah… keep that shit low Ain’t no love left out here Just the ones who still prove (Female ad-libs: “uh”, “yeah”, “fuck it up”) [Final Chorus – Female, full stacks + extra energy] Trap phonk in my system, I don’t give a fuck Ride with the real or get left in the dust Cold swag, heavy heart, still I keep it up Street life got me twisted but I never give it up Trap phonk in my veins, I don’t break, I don’t budge Nig uhs talkin’ real tough till the set lunge, havem leakin losin teeth as the heater sweep da street Down since day one, never needed no crutch This the life that chose me the money I can never get enough
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