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Trapjxhn - What I'm Bout Lyrics



Trapjxhn - What I'm Bout Lyrics




Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout

Real big steppa
Bag collector
Walk
In tha bank
Like im runnin shit now

I feel in love with the block and bitch
And its crazy the block the one holding me down

I gotta knot in bag
I can buy what I want
I can go f*ck me up a few thou

Im thinking normas move
Call up
Jessie and tell her
Tonight
Ima buy her a house

Bring my patron by the bottle
And keep that shit coming
Im spillin it all on tha couch

Baby been choosin
All night
Shorty looking at me like she want me put it her mouf

Nigga been shining so crazy
That shade
That they throwing
My way
Aint even working out

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea
All these niggas really kno what im bout

Bitch!

Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout

Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout
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Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout

Real big steppa
Bag collector
Walk
In tha bank
Like im runnin shit now

I feel in love with the block and bitch
And its crazy the block the one holding me down

I gotta knot in bag
I can buy what I want
I can go f*ck me up a few thou

Im thinking normas move
Call up
Jessie and tell her
Tonight
Ima buy her a house

Bring my patron by the bottle
And keep that shit coming
Im spillin it all on tha couch

Baby been choosin
All night
Shorty looking at me like she want me put it her mouf

Nigga been shining so crazy
That shade
That they throwing
My way
Aint even working out

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea
All these niggas really kno what im bout

Bitch!

Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout

Never let
No nigga
Hol me back

Never let no bitch
Bring me down

I aint got time for games
Got money on my mind
So im back on f*cking with tha mail

Nigga got the block on fire
Two tons
One month
Bet
I make me a m off tha scale

Might spenda bag today
But
Niggas aint trippin
I make all back
Ona sale

Thinking bout f*cking the jewler up
Baby
Need ice on tha wrist
Just to go with tha smile

Im in some loafers today
Wit tha b
On them bitches
This burberry cost me a thou

Mix up tha acne
And
Ksubi
Supreme
And
Jerry
You niggas aint really got style

Aint gotta talk to much
No more
Swea all these niggas really kno what im bout
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Writer: John-Terry Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Trapjxhn
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: John-Terry Robinson

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