Trap Bars pt.1
• Written by Nuggwa
nuggwa in this bitch punchin a cone
fuck with us man we finna get thrown
couple xannies got me into my zone
chain smokin winnie blues till im dead
poppin pills and gettin off of my head
what can i say cunt i got no respect
forcin' bong smoke up into my lungs
always on the staunch just cuz' it's fun
your bitch love my dick up in her cunt
i aint even rich im not tryna stunt
i got no gucci no prada
i got no louis got nada
grab on my blade
slice open ya brain
and split ya gut with a katana (Aye aye ayee!)
murder this beat with a flow so sick
catch me in a benz witcha' main bitch
i'm just flippin' bricks tryna get rich
servin' up feins, crack on a dish
uppers/downers got me off of my tits
c'mere lil bitch and gag on this dick
pussy boy tryna talk all that shit
you better back-the-fuck-up 'fore ya neck get slit
flick ya bitch bean and lick on her clit
i toss her salad she slurp on my dick
she callin me daddy even outta the sheets
bust a nut all over her teeth
my heart stay stay trappin out on these streets
fuck the system get labeled as thieves
if you got a problem come sort this beef
step to me and i'll knock out ya teeth
yeah yeah yeah
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Nuggwa
Member since October 2 2018