Текст песни F**k a Ni**A - Trapland Pat

Fuck a nigga 'cause he told
We don't tolerate rats, I got some dawgs up the road
'Cause 'em niggas told
Mouthful of golds young nigga with a old soul
I just read up, bruh, I went copped the whole bowl

I only write hits, you could feel it in yo' damn soul
One team, one dream, all we got is one goal
All this money on me new I know it look old
I had to grab the rubber bands 'cause it can't fold

Kick her to the curb
'Cause she stumbling on every word
Shooter jersey number 33, he shoot like Larry Bird
Bent the corner quick, got sticks and we got licks
Big ah bonks on my head, this is not wicks

I'ma wait my turn 'cause when you don't that's when you crash and burn
Say you never seen a nigga slide, nigga watch and learn
Better pay a nigga what you owe just like big worm
Made a left but should've made a ride, that's a wrong turn

I told 'em niggas 'bout them hollows, you know them things burn
Out here folding, you know you gotta stand firm
I feel just like lil' baby, bruh, it's my turn
Respect is never given, bruh, it's always earned

Fuck a nigga 'cause he told
We don't tolerate rats, I got some dawgs up the road
'Cause 'em niggas told
Mouthful of golds young nigga with a old soul
I just read up, bruh, I went copped the whole bowl

I only write hits, you could feel it in yo' damn soul
One team, one dream, all we got is one goal
All this money on me new I know it look old
I had to grab the rubber bands 'cause it can't fold