27zodeine - Trap Rap Lyrics

We on some next level shit
Ain't no way they can catch up jigaboo
Two7 Shit
Ima double back
Lookin for Two7, look on da map
If you need da pack I know where it's at
Gone shake dat ass lil baby
I swear this lil baddie been drivin me crazy
Ima put my t lady in a coupe mercedez
Fly like a bat, I don't carry rabies
What the fuck you thought lil nigga
Oh you thought yo check gettin bigger
I don't like niggas Tommy Hilfiger
Fuck millions I jus wanna make billions
Get a billion, turn dat shit to a trillion
Now you get the memo
Spray you n ya kinfolk
I'm way in the endzone
She do what I say so
Nigga you been outdated like a flip phone
If you can't reach me then I'm in the booth
Palm itching, got the ticket, you don't have a clue
I been livin great shorty, what about you
I got a lot to lose
You cannot play me for a fuckin fool
All these niggas shady
I don't really want no relationship unless it's money baby (Skuwop)
I got magic, but im zodeine not Tracy McGrady
We jus started n these fuck niggas already hating
Don't stop my grind, I still be skating
Flex onna bitch like ric flair
Yea i peeped you be lookin, don't have to stare
These kicks on my feet, you can't get a pair
A hypebeast couldn't even get what I wear
No
Jus leave me alone I don't really care
We wit it, no fakin, smoke in the air
We leave it up there ain't no comin down
Do the dash on surround sound
You get it
Nah lil nigga you aint wit it
Runnin through hoes emmitt smith-ing
Now I gotta do this for a living
Nah I ain't gotta use a kitchen
If you ain't put in, i ain't giving
Bitch im kobe bryant wit my pivot
I'm wit Two7, Velveeta MAC 11
Yea we talkin shells big dawg
I don't want ya gal, she jus on my call log
Ballin wit my team Ian gotta ball hog
I jus want my money Yao Ming
I cannot be out here sellin hoes dreams
Get a bitch hooked like kareem she a feen
Pop out on da scene, wit some racks in my jeans
All these different flows
All these different clothes
All these different hoes
I done jus t'd up
You ain't smokin dope, get ya trees up
Ima playa lil nigga get ya p's up
We can't fw no leeches or a skeezer
If she ever say she love me, won't believe her
Got keys to the game no Alicia
Keep the strap like a dyke, queen latifah
Write it down, take a pic
Remember zodeine said he really lit
She eat on that dick like banana split
I ain't gotta question who really wit me
We solid, can't fold so we'll never bend
My losses is lessons, I always win
Double fn , cause i love a twin
No hate in my heart, but don't think I'm friendly
Already cold and we jus beginning
Redhead lil thot and I call her wendy
I took the hardaway, call me penny
Smash her on monday, her sister Wednes-day

We on some next level shit
Ain't no way they can catch up jigaboo
Two7 Shit
Ima double back
Lookin for Two7, look on da map
If you need da pack I know where it's at
Gone shake dat ass lil baby
I swear this lil baddie been drivin me crazy
Ima put my t lady in a coupe mercedez
Fly like a bat, I don't carry rabies
What the fuck you thought lil nigga
Oh you thought yo check gettin bigger
I don't like niggas Tommy Hilfiger
Fuck millions I jus wanna make billions
Get a billion, turn dat shit to a trillion
Now you get the memo
Spray you n ya kinfolk
I'm way in the endzone
She do what I say so
Nigga you been outdated like a flip phone
If you can't reach me then I'm in the booth
Palm itching, got the ticket, you don't have a clue
I been livin great shorty, what about you
I got a lot to lose
You cannot play me for a fuckin fool
All these niggas shady
I don't really want no relationship unless it's money baby (Skuwop)
I got magic, but im zodeine not Tracy McGrady
We jus started n these fuck niggas already hating
Don't stop my grind, I still be skating
Flex onna bitch like ric flair
Yea i peeped you be lookin, don't have to stare
These kicks on my feet, you can't get a pair
A hypebeast couldn't even get what I wear
No
Jus leave me alone I don't really care
We wit it, no fakin, smoke in the air
We leave it up there ain't no comin down
Do the dash on surround sound
You get it
Nah lil nigga you aint wit it
Runnin through hoes emmitt smith-ing
Now I gotta do this for a living
Nah I ain't gotta use a kitchen
If you ain't put in, i ain't giving
Bitch im kobe bryant wit my pivot
I'm wit Two7, Velveeta MAC 11
Yea we talkin shells big dawg
I don't want ya gal, she jus on my call log
Ballin wit my team Ian gotta ball hog
I jus want my money Yao Ming
I cannot be out here sellin hoes dreams
Get a bitch hooked like kareem she a feen
Pop out on da scene, wit some racks in my jeans
All these different flows
All these different clothes
All these different hoes
I done jus t'd up
You ain't smokin dope, get ya trees up
Ima playa lil nigga get ya p's up
We can't fw no leeches or a skeezer
If she ever say she love me, won't believe her
Got keys to the game no Alicia
Keep the strap like a dyke, queen latifah
Write it down, take a pic
Remember zodeine said he really lit
She eat on that dick like banana split
I ain't gotta question who really wit me
We solid, can't fold so we'll never bend
My losses is lessons, I always win
Double fn , cause i love a twin
No hate in my heart, but don't think I'm friendly
Already cold and we jus beginning
Redhead lil thot and I call her wendy
I took the hardaway, call me penny
Smash her on monday, her sister Wednes-day