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Trvpbeez - On Bro Lyrics



Trvpbeez - On Bro Lyrics




Walk in the building
Them bitches go crazy
Cause why would I go
If they ain't finna pay me
Hang with my daughter
That's my little baby
I'm cool with her mama
But shawty be crazy
She get to trippin and cussin
And huffing an puffin
But shawty been cool on me lately
We just discuss it its nothin
End of discussion
Respect her for raising my baby
This shit is simple
It ain't complicated
But f*ck it it's gone be
Whatever you make it
These niggas been off the shits
I been Droppin these hits
All my old bitches think that I made it
Nigga, I mastered A skill
I could do this at will
Imma smith with these words
Word to Jaden
Pull up like Thanos
On different occasions
Cause I get To snapping
And niggas start fading
Niggas been
Sleeping
Napping
Lazy
Couldn't be me
Had to get up and chase it
They call me TrvpBeez
Cause I used to sell G's
Now I call up Big Homie
Record and go crazy
If you ain't know now you know
That the flow is so dope
Cause I trapped but the trap didn't make me
Word to my momma my grandmama Grandaddy
Too I'm a product of nothing but greatness
I put that on Wanda, Leila, Alex
And all of my niggas who in
Better places
One of the homies had just lost his mother
My nigga, you should've seen
All of our faces
After we cried he looked me in the eyes
And said f*ck it we workin
I know We gon make it
If they ain't gone give it
Then we gotta take it
Bitch, I don't get mad
I just Get motivated
I know them niggas
Been talkin
But f*ck em
I don't really care what them Lil niggas sayin
Shit if they heard it from you then it's probably
True
You ain't Poppin if nobody hatin
Really I don't even trip
Take his bitch on a trip
Then make lyrics about it like Jason
Poetic justice
Position adjustments
She callin me pac
Like he reincarnated
Really like biggie
No biggie
Just don't leave a hickey
And bring me some juice
When I'm faded
Just left a meeting I'm scheming
I'm selling out shows in a weekend
My shawty pull up in a demon
Bitch I just got this jacket from Neimans
I'm Trynna prepare for the season
Cause I know them, niggas, been scheming
They better prepare it's my season
F*ck it let's give em a reason
Bitch I'm goin up
They didn't think it was us
Now my
Foot on they neck
And they scared cause
I ain't letting up
If a nigga want smoke we can do
That
I pull Up on my dolo
Like bro where yo crew at
It's the big dilf hoe u don't wanna do that
Cause I set the city on fire
Like new jack
F*ck around get yo
Head popped
Jordan's on me and they deadstock
My nigga keep the glizzy on em
It got a Lil beam
And that bitch is a red dot
Got yo Lil bitch at the crib
In a leg lock
And bitch I'm going up like balloons
Drawdown on niggas
Like this a cartoon
Then put wood through
Yo bitch like the shits a harpoon
Two twin choppas
One Phil one Lill
Catch a pussy nigga in a pickle
Like dill
Sit a nigga down in a chair
Like Will (Wheel)
Jada Pinkett Smith
Picket fence around the crib
Whoa
All these niggas wanna do is drip
I been Outta town so i
Can't really trip
Getting titty pics
On the Snap from ya bitch
If I come back with her than my
Bitch gon trip
That's a double entendre
Whippin in a Nissan
Used to be a Honda
Save me the drama
Marina del Rey
With a bitch doing Lana's
F*ckin her to future
While I'm f*ckin up some commas
I got a kid so I can't have no more
Of them daughters
So I gotta Hit with a condom
Just did a show last week
Got the backend
Sheesh
And I'm bout to give it to my baby mama
Whoa
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Walk in the building
Them bitches go crazy
Cause why would I go
If they ain't finna pay me
Hang with my daughter
That's my little baby
I'm cool with her mama
But shawty be crazy
She get to trippin and cussin
And huffing an puffin
But shawty been cool on me lately
We just discuss it its nothin
End of discussion
Respect her for raising my baby
This shit is simple
It ain't complicated
But f*ck it it's gone be
Whatever you make it
These niggas been off the shits
I been Droppin these hits
All my old bitches think that I made it
Nigga, I mastered A skill
I could do this at will
Imma smith with these words
Word to Jaden
Pull up like Thanos
On different occasions
Cause I get To snapping
And niggas start fading
Niggas been
Sleeping
Napping
Lazy
Couldn't be me
Had to get up and chase it
They call me TrvpBeez
Cause I used to sell G's
Now I call up Big Homie
Record and go crazy
If you ain't know now you know
That the flow is so dope
Cause I trapped but the trap didn't make me
Word to my momma my grandmama Grandaddy
Too I'm a product of nothing but greatness
I put that on Wanda, Leila, Alex
And all of my niggas who in
Better places
One of the homies had just lost his mother
My nigga, you should've seen
All of our faces
After we cried he looked me in the eyes
And said f*ck it we workin
I know We gon make it
If they ain't gone give it
Then we gotta take it
Bitch, I don't get mad
I just Get motivated
I know them niggas
Been talkin
But f*ck em
I don't really care what them Lil niggas sayin
Shit if they heard it from you then it's probably
True
You ain't Poppin if nobody hatin
Really I don't even trip
Take his bitch on a trip
Then make lyrics about it like Jason
Poetic justice
Position adjustments
She callin me pac
Like he reincarnated
Really like biggie
No biggie
Just don't leave a hickey
And bring me some juice
When I'm faded
Just left a meeting I'm scheming
I'm selling out shows in a weekend
My shawty pull up in a demon
Bitch I just got this jacket from Neimans
I'm Trynna prepare for the season
Cause I know them, niggas, been scheming
They better prepare it's my season
F*ck it let's give em a reason
Bitch I'm goin up
They didn't think it was us
Now my
Foot on they neck
And they scared cause
I ain't letting up
If a nigga want smoke we can do
That
I pull Up on my dolo
Like bro where yo crew at
It's the big dilf hoe u don't wanna do that
Cause I set the city on fire
Like new jack
F*ck around get yo
Head popped
Jordan's on me and they deadstock
My nigga keep the glizzy on em
It got a Lil beam
And that bitch is a red dot
Got yo Lil bitch at the crib
In a leg lock
And bitch I'm going up like balloons
Drawdown on niggas
Like this a cartoon
Then put wood through
Yo bitch like the shits a harpoon
Two twin choppas
One Phil one Lill
Catch a pussy nigga in a pickle
Like dill
Sit a nigga down in a chair
Like Will (Wheel)
Jada Pinkett Smith
Picket fence around the crib
Whoa
All these niggas wanna do is drip
I been Outta town so i
Can't really trip
Getting titty pics
On the Snap from ya bitch
If I come back with her than my
Bitch gon trip
That's a double entendre
Whippin in a Nissan
Used to be a Honda
Save me the drama
Marina del Rey
With a bitch doing Lana's
F*ckin her to future
While I'm f*ckin up some commas
I got a kid so I can't have no more
Of them daughters
So I gotta Hit with a condom
Just did a show last week
Got the backend
Sheesh
And I'm bout to give it to my baby mama
Whoa
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Writer: James Parham
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