Текст песни J. Tat - Stape

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LA gang Zino gang

Ok I'm ballin' like Tat I get green like I'm Jayson
These niggas broke and they hating
Ran up a check I can do it adjacent
That's why I feel like I made it
Still with the bro's it ain't never no changing
We all gone die bout this gang shit
I'm on them meds I just might smoke me a opp hop out run em down and I face em
Boss still jugging finessing I got them plays like it's madden
Cost we ain't tripping bout nothing Lil baby you want it you got it
Lost I ain't never missed none I came back and went above average
In the trap got them bricks in the attic
Stacking these racks up done turned to a habit

I get that green like I'm tatt
Vito gang I got em tatted
Pheines calling know it's that got em all coming back right after
Don't none of my niggas ride scat tryna pull up in ghost like I'm Casper
Told that b it ain't no tit for tat so whatever she want yea she got it
I trap out a pent not a loft so my view is different than niggas
Trappin in Louis 2013 it was Truey got racks all off in my amiri's
Most these niggas be cap they ain't serious
Boy I ran it up fast and furious
When I'm preaching these facts they ain't hearing it
Takeoff on all of they ass they keep clearing me
You know I can still get it off
Playing round with that white like I'm Virgil
Free big bro out the jam
Suspended his time like he in there looking like erkel
No I never could trip bout a lost
Roll my Ls and I'm facing my lessons
Heaven sent that's the way I was brought in
Niggas keep hating I'm counting these blessings

Ok I'm ballin' like Tat I get green like I'm Jayson
These niggas broke and they hating
Ran up a check I can do it adjacent
That's why I feel like I made it
Still with the bro's it ain't never no changing
We all gone die bout this gang shit
I'm on them meds I just might smoke me a opp hop out run em down and I face 'em
Boss still juggin' finessing I got them plays like it's madden
Cost we ain't tripping bout nothing Lil baby you want it you got it
Lost I ain't never missed none I came back and went above average
In the trap got them bricks in the attic
Stacking these racks up done turned to a habit

Commas on commas I need me a decimal
These niggas claim they want drama he gone be the next to go
I just be fuckin' these bitches ain't none bout em special
I cannot fuck with these niggas they switching too fast is you gone ride that's the Principle
I'm on the south got it booming it look like lil Mexico
We smoking 93 supreme yea it gas straight from Texaco
I think it's the way I be coming off spazzing let me know
Or it's the way I hop on & I ride it sumn like Aladdin they tryna stay afloat
Best to go do it they calling me goat
I'm out in traffic wit k's I'm with po
She wanna fuck but I rather get dough
Playin' with that raw I want all of the smoke
Wapo for president go out and vote
All of this drop I might drown me a hoe
Talk out his top and watch him hit the floor

Yea we still out applying the pressure
Rudy ass niggas stay doing extra
Brand new choppers I can't wait to test em
I get guap on a whole nother level
Nah they can't handle me like a Tesla
All these racks fill a bus Jerome bettis
Hop out the whip run em down And I stretch em
Bodies on bodies ain't leaving no witness