Lyrics Charla De Drogas - Nario Da Don
Yeah
I'm
a
finesser
Damn
I
just
finessed
jit
And
that's
on
God
and
them
I
put
that
on
God
and
them
(trap
trap
trap
trap)
I'm
a
real
trap
nigga
(trap)
Yeah
uh
I
came
up
from
dimes
I
finessed
him
he
like
why
My
plug
gave
me
high
five
he
know
money
on
my
mind
My
grandma
think
I'm
lying
she
know
I
be
selling
pies
She
stay
"stop
selling
drugs"
I
say
"grandmama
I
tried"
I
be
in
the
trap
I
just
let
auntie
hit
a
line
She
think
she
can
fly
now
she
trippin'
when
she
high
Keep
a
loaded
nine
play
with
me
then
you
gon'
die
Made
a
plea
for
25
now
they
like
"that
man
outside"
He
want
a
zip
of
yay
I
charge
that
man
like
19.5
The
price
is
really
high
it
ain't
nothing
like
'95
Just
made
like
25
and
didn't
even
have
to
drive
I
lost
it
all
tonight
and
ain't
gon'
lie
I
almost
cried
Niggas
switching
sides
for
money
they
up
their
pride
Bitches
filled
with
lies
I
got
'em
all
hypnotized
I
just
text
a
ride
cause
he
from
the
other
side
It's
a
homicide
play
with
me
yo
momma
die
Jays
at
the
door
they
knockin
let
them
all
inside
We
hit
the
government
for
100
a
Nobel
prize
Digital
trapping
they
call
it
white
collar
crime
Next
nigga
play
with
me
his
whole
family
getting
archived
I
finessed
them
I'm
like
haha
that
choppa
go
lalalala
I
got
rich
of
them
lows
but
super
rich
off
of
zaza
Yeah
I
get
'em
for
the
low
but
I
sell
them
lil'
bitches
high
high
I
found
a
new
plug
and
told
my
old
one
bitch
bye
bye
I
came
up
from
dimes
I
finessed
him
he
like
why
My
plug
gave
me
high
five
he
know
money
on
my
mind
My
grandma
think
I'm
lying
she
know
I
be
selling
pies
She
stay
"stop
selling
drugs"
I
say
"grandmama
I
tried"
I
be
in
the
trap
I
just
let
auntie
hit
a
line
She
think
she
can
fly
now
she
trippin'
when
she
high
Keep
a
loaded
nine
play
with
me
then
you
gon'
die
Made
a
plea
for
25
now
they
like
"that
man
outside"
He
say
"charle
esta
drogas"
I
say
"hey
just
come
again"
If
you
buy
20
from
me
I
might
front
you
another
10
I
say
"bet
let's
do
it
then"
I'm
gon'
cop
me
another
Benz
Screaming
"Free
John
Doe
again"
til
they
let
him
right
out
the
pen
We
tote
guns
bitch
no
we
don't
fight
freestylers
no
we
don't
write
OG
Skywalker
and
Cookies
two
different
phenotypes
And
if
it's
trimmed
right
it
smoke
better
not
trimmed
then
we
don't
buy
Red
dots
all
over
your
body
ain't
no
mosquito
bite
I
think
lil'
wodie
he
the
police
he's
telling
on
all
his
homies
To
me
Runtz
is
overrated
my
people
in
love
with
OG
He
say
he
want
him
a
brick
I'ma
shoot
this
bitch
like
I'm
Kobe
His
sister
she
on
drugs
well
that
bitch
come
and
scope
me
Traphouse
look
like
a
luau
I
bought
a
lil'
.32
out
I
just
made
a
quick
10,000
I'm
starving
I
made
her
cool
out
She
touch
my
lil'
Pyrex
pot
so
I
smacked
her
and
told
her
"do
not"
We
just
got
a
trap
they
kicked
in
this
bitch
and
we
moved
out
I
came
up
from
dimes
I
finessed
him
he
like
why
My
plug
gave
me
high
five
he
know
money
on
my
mind
My
grandma
thinks
I'm
lying
she
know
I
be
selling
pies
She
stay
"stop
selling
drugs"
I
say
"grandmama
I
tried"
I
be
in
the
trap
I
just
let
auntie
hit
a
line
She
think
she
can
fly
now
she
trippin'
when
she
high
Keep
a
loaded
nine
play
with
me
then
you
gon'
die
Made
a
plea
for
25
now
they
like
"that
man
outside"
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