Текст песни
Everybody eats in the trap. Take that risk when the feds then dash. We don't care, guys we bold. D-drenched, left on the road. Your names are unknown, your stacks are on low. OT got me counting them racks. Stepped on road no PM. Sideman's rolling to bust this AM. Everybody, everybody eats in the trap. E-everybody gonna take risks in them flats. Break that bread with the gang. Me JT roll Round with the mash. Take that risk when the Feds then dash. Just like a pic, I'm gone In a flash. In the bando, I'm counting up Guap. Flip that pack, man the money don't sleep. Say one thing, your guy will get dropped. Tanks on E, we filling it up. In the bando, we breaking down rocks. We'll soon be on top, this money don't stop. Soon be on top. Hashtag your facts, rats. Making money off cats. We dealing tats. Tell a young G for creasing them WAP. P-p-p-p-pritz pump MAC. We do it, we did it again. A friend of a friend is a gem. Move too boo, keep grip on the skeng. Aim his head. You best move right or you Will get led. Shoot him and leave him. A-a-anger, I have no reasons. Leave him, leave him. G-g-against the gang and That's treason. Everybody eats in the trap. Man don't fuck with no snakes or rats. You're a top boy, tall up and I'm strapped. And you pop that shit, click clack. If I missed then you might get smacked. Maybe get tinged then turned to a pack. Who knows, man I really don't care. IC3 with the lad pack here. Show me. We don't care, guys we bold. D-d-drenched, left on the road. Your names are unknown, your stacks are on low. In the trap house, answer the phone. Tell him keep up 'cause they're way too slow. O-o-over your head like a drone. Your food is on go. Step up, switch on the phone. You, you weren't there. Life's not fair. Stacks on low. They don't care. Down and out, broke and low. They don't call my phone, phone. Do up my Jones like Bridget. Sell them buzz or sell them stones. They just speak what they don't know. Cold nights in a cell, will I make it Home? Stuck in the system with fakes and I Take that piece when I eat that cake. Run me a mouth, there's holes in your chest. And I been on the road with S no Vest. And a bad B wanna come my yard But I'm banging up prof' and I don't not Stop. Trust me fam, man I don't give a Toss. To the way that I trap, smash stack. OT got me counting them racks. Stepped on road no PM. Sideman's rolling to bust this AM. Big long racks in PMs. Big fat packs when I slide in DMs. And I slice man up like pizza. Paint him look like the brown Mona Lisa. Everybody eats in the trap. Everybody gonna take risks in them flats. Break that bread with the gang. Me and JT roll round with the mash. Take that risk when the feds then dash. Just like a pic, I'm gone in a flash. In the bando, I'm counting up guap. Flip that pack, man the money don't sleep. Say one thing, your guy will get dropped. Tanks on E, we filling it up. In the bando, we breaking down rocks. We'll soon be on top, this money don't stop. Soon be on top. Hashtag your facts, rats. Making money off cats. We dealing in tats. Tell a young G for creasing them WAP. P-p-p-p-pritz pump MAC. Everybody eats in the trap. Take that risk when the feds then dash. Everybody eats in the trap. Take that risk when the feds then dash. OT got me counting them racks. Stepped on road no PM. Sideman's rolling trying to bust this AM.
Sface, JT — Everybody Eats
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