Trabajarie feat. DG Dre - RR Flo Lyrics

Lyrics RR Flo - Trabajarie



Geeked up
Riding round the city with my fye on
I can't go out sad about that shit you know my time ain't gone
Back against the wall you know I'm bussing til my time gone
I can't go out bad about this shit you know my time ain't gone
Heart racing
Bullets flying and you know my mind gone
I can't go out sad about no bitch you know my time ain't gone
Run around the city with that shh
I got that uh uh
If I'm down bad on my ass I get a bag and come back up nigga
Break it down in 16 ways I flip that hoe
Get off
Get it gone that's how it go
Hit the plug up yeah he goin send some more
Vacuum seal it overnight
Yeah the mail lady goin drop it off
Just get it in
Just get it in
Just get it in
I might send my young niggas to spin the bin
They goin pull up on you late night hit your friend
They might creep up on you and just hit your twin yeah
Don't play around
Don't play around
Don't play around
A mac fully pull up and it'll make a sound
Break em down in 16 ways he changing ways
Break em down in 16 ways we getting paid yeah
Just get a bag
Just get a bag
Just get a bag
All white hellcat looking like it's racist
I'm running all these horses like a nigga racing
Imma do what I want like this raising kanan
I can call the camera man
He goin shoot a movie
Turn you into a superstar we'll do it fast
Fox 5 channel two we'll do em bad
They ain't wanna see us with no bag they wanna see us bad
Heart racing
Bullets flying and you know my mind gone
I can't go out sad about no bitch you know my time ain't gone
Run around the city with that shh
I got that uh uh
If I'm down bad on my ass I get a bag and come back up nigga
Break it down in 16 ways I flip that hoe
Get off
Get it gone that's how it go
Hit the plug up yeah he goin send some more
Vacuum seal it overnight
Yeah the mail lady goin drop it off
Just get it in
Just get it in
Just get it in
I might send my young niggas to spin the bin
They goin pull up on you late night hit your friend
They might creep up on you and just hit your twin yeah
Me and DG locked in we so double R
I went and ripped my heart out sold it for a audemar
I throw back percocets I'm covering up all these scars
It's Double R we in the wraith with hoes we see the stars
How you wanna stay
Bitch you getting in the way
I was tryna make a way yeah
And I'm still up catching plays
Come on shawty be my bae
We goin slide out in the wraith yeah
Get it each and everyday
A new way running up the cake
We done hit the bank on a date
Just to make em hate
I'm in a new lane getting paid
That shit doesn't phase me
Pouring lean in babies
I pull up mercedes
Soda in a rover we done poured up
Hold up we goin go up like a boner
Show enough we got sticks out
Yo hoe wanna fuck I pull my dick out
She goin know was goin on it's double R
Biffle road it's Hidden Hills we packed up in the car
I know we was meant for greatness we gonna be stars
Imma get up outta here this rocket go to mars
Heart racing
Bullets flying and you know my mind gone
I can't go out sad about no bitch you know my time ain't gone
Run around the city with that shh
I got that uh uh
If I'm down bad on my ass I get a bag and come back up nigga
Break it down in 16 ways I flip that hoe
Get off
Get it gone that's how it go
Hit the plug up yeah he goin send some more
Vacuum seal it overnight
Yeah the mail lady goin drop it off
Just get it in
Just get it in
Just get it in
I might send my young niggas to spin the bin
They goin pull up on you late night hit your friend
They might creep up on you and just hit your twin yeah



Writer(s): Andre Nathaniel Williams, Travarie Westberry


Trabajarie feat. DG Dre - In The Stars 3
Album In The Stars 3
date of release
10-06-2023




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