All my old hoes they like Trayce you done changed
Whole lotta flights drop shit new things
Blowing big crop swisher full of Loug Kang
Bitch I'm taking off I aint talking boonk gang
We the under dogs we been chewing at the gate
Digging through the mud we just trying to get a plate
Came up with a play then I made myself then I made myself a great
Kobe with the pen now im rocking number 8
Bitch I'm big time Mannie Fresh in gator boots
How you gon complain and you aint tried to make a move?
All my old hoes say I'm jaded acting rude
I tell em when I see em they just gotta pay their dues
Came up 10 fold co-signs no sir
Got me f*cked up I did my own f*cking work
Kept it coming in like the 15th and the 1st
Now Im selling out and saucing out in different furs
I'm Exotic Trayce hello, hi how you been?
Push exotic whips put canary on the benz
Went and told my momma I'd be famous with my friends
Now I'm exotic Trayce and I pull numbers cuz I'm him
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
If you knew that you wouldn't do that bro bro thats a clique bitch
Do a feature make appearance you know thats a quick flip
All these colors ride Porsche like she wanna ride dick
Trayce live behind his bars like he came here from the pen
I do numbers I aint sposta do and shoutout to my friends
I need roley's for my partners cuz they got me till the end
I'm just blowing on exotic pack and keep it coming in
Know I'm failing as an artist if I end up here again yeah
She on new drugs new city new her
She on instagram yellow diamonds with the fur
She exotic suzie she on cocaina birds
See I'm ice mouth now its diamonds on my words
I'm so f*cking geechi now you gotta pay me checks
Before we hit the venue bet we pull up and collect
One day so exotic I just knew I had next
And now I'm courtside I can see these niggas sweat
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
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All my old hoes they like Trayce you done changed
Whole lotta flights drop shit new things
Blowing big crop swisher full of Loug Kang
Bitch I'm taking off I aint talking boonk gang
We the under dogs we been chewing at the gate
Digging through the mud we just trying to get a plate
Came up with a play then I made myself then I made myself a great
Kobe with the pen now im rocking number 8
Bitch I'm big time Mannie Fresh in gator boots
How you gon complain and you aint tried to make a move?
All my old hoes say I'm jaded acting rude
I tell em when I see em they just gotta pay their dues
Came up 10 fold co-signs no sir
Got me f*cked up I did my own f*cking work
Kept it coming in like the 15th and the 1st
Now Im selling out and saucing out in different furs
I'm Exotic Trayce hello, hi how you been?
Push exotic whips put canary on the benz
Went and told my momma I'd be famous with my friends
Now I'm exotic Trayce and I pull numbers cuz I'm him
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
If you knew that you wouldn't do that bro bro thats a clique bitch
Do a feature make appearance you know thats a quick flip
All these colors ride Porsche like she wanna ride dick
Trayce live behind his bars like he came here from the pen
I do numbers I aint sposta do and shoutout to my friends
I need roley's for my partners cuz they got me till the end
I'm just blowing on exotic pack and keep it coming in
Know I'm failing as an artist if I end up here again yeah
She on new drugs new city new her
She on instagram yellow diamonds with the fur
She exotic suzie she on cocaina birds
See I'm ice mouth now its diamonds on my words
I'm so f*cking geechi now you gotta pay me checks
Before we hit the venue bet we pull up and collect
One day so exotic I just knew I had next
And now I'm courtside I can see these niggas sweat
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
Whole lotta flights drop shit new things
Blowing big crop swisher full of Loug Kang
Bitch I'm taking off I aint talking boonk gang
We the under dogs we been chewing at the gate
Digging through the mud we just trying to get a plate
Came up with a play then I made myself then I made myself a great
Kobe with the pen now im rocking number 8
Bitch I'm big time Mannie Fresh in gator boots
How you gon complain and you aint tried to make a move?
All my old hoes say I'm jaded acting rude
I tell em when I see em they just gotta pay their dues
Came up 10 fold co-signs no sir
Got me f*cked up I did my own f*cking work
Kept it coming in like the 15th and the 1st
Now Im selling out and saucing out in different furs
I'm Exotic Trayce hello, hi how you been?
Push exotic whips put canary on the benz
Went and told my momma I'd be famous with my friends
Now I'm exotic Trayce and I pull numbers cuz I'm him
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
If you knew that you wouldn't do that bro bro thats a clique bitch
Do a feature make appearance you know thats a quick flip
All these colors ride Porsche like she wanna ride dick
Trayce live behind his bars like he came here from the pen
I do numbers I aint sposta do and shoutout to my friends
I need roley's for my partners cuz they got me till the end
I'm just blowing on exotic pack and keep it coming in
Know I'm failing as an artist if I end up here again yeah
She on new drugs new city new her
She on instagram yellow diamonds with the fur
She exotic suzie she on cocaina birds
See I'm ice mouth now its diamonds on my words
I'm so f*cking geechi now you gotta pay me checks
Before we hit the venue bet we pull up and collect
One day so exotic I just knew I had next
And now I'm courtside I can see these niggas sweat
And when the sun goes down
Heroes eventually die, horoscopes often lie
Get caught up in the cycle trying to find myself a rise
And I see pictures kinda different fishes swimming in the skies
Exotic Visions living a life of shucking, jiving hitting licks
But if you peep me in a year its Yamaguchi on my fist
Exotic Trayce, almost had to cop a bandage for my wrist
Plus the Chevy Tropicana I did fancier than this
Writer: Trayce Chapman
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