[Intro: Lil Tut]
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Yo Tjay we gon' vibe on this one
[Chorus: Lil Tut]
I was stuck in the trap for some days
Sippin' lean got me stuck in my ways
Know your boyfriend ain't broke, he lame
And I know what you'd do for a change
I just want you to come over
Let me drive around, be [?]
Don't know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
Realize if I'm real or not, 'cause you know I lived it most
As long as I'm here in the rari, you still gon' crip my pose
Can't lie I been stuck in my ways
Sippin' lean got me feelin' no pain
Tought you really be fuckin' with lames
You can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god
[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
Hey, I hit a buck onna dash
Shawty be shakin' her ass
I'ma just hit from the back
Smokin' dead opps got me smacked
I just be playin' in the field
Run up on me and I'm doin' the drill
If I get booked, then you know I won't squeal
Niggas know me, I just stay in the field, hey
Niggas don't bend no blocks
Niggas don't send no shots
Niggas don't fuck no thots
I just be chasin' this gwuap
Niggas be broke and they pop
Thotties just give me the mop
I be chasin' this bag
Niggas be broke, is so sad
Get up my bag, niggas know me, I'ma splash
Every time I'm on a track, hey
[Chorus: Lil Tut]
I was stuck in the trap for some days
Sippin' lean got me stuck in my ways
Know your boyfriend ain't broke, he lame
And I know what you'd do for a change
I just want you to come over
Let me drive around, be [?]
Don't know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
Realize if I'm real or not, 'cause you know I lived it most
As long as I'm here in the rari, you still gon' crip my pose
Can't lie I been stuck in my ways
Sippin' lean got me feelin' no pain
Tought you really be fuckin' with lames
You can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god
[Verse 2: Lil Tut]
In love with the fashion, started off trappin', I had to make that shit happen
Bad lil' bitch from Manhattan, turn a lil' bitch to a dancer
I got my bands and these niggas mad 'cause you know I act like my bands up
I'll let it kill it, for brodie I'd die, just did it, brodie I can't shot
I'm makin' magic, I'm from packs, whatever I lose I'ma get back
I'm fuckin' lil' bitch right in the trap, you know it get lit when she throw it back
You know that we lit, we rollin' with blunts, we never, we come around
Bad bitches when we come around
We them young niggas that hold it down
[Chorus: Lil Tut]
I was stuck in the trap for some days
Sippin' lean got me stuck in my ways
Know your boyfriend ain't broke, he lame
And I know what you'd do for a change
I just want you to come over
Let me drive around, be [?]
Don't know the promoter, you can bring your friend pick the [?] one
Realize if I'm real or not, 'cause you know I lived it most
As long as I'm here in the rari, you still gon' crip my pose
Can't lie I been stuck in my ways
Sippin' lean got me feelin' no pain
Tought you really be fuckin' with lames
You can shot, tryna reach for my chain, on god
