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You know me I don’t give a fuck I’ll headbutt that brick (Ocho)Came in with Nieman Marcus now I’ll tell you what ain't my nigga (polo)If you steady talking then you know how to live my nigga (popo)Got a whole thing in a dope bag right now nigga soloJust left the spot and I swear a nigga reek of narcotics'Cause you fucking the stove, yeah you swear a nigga eat narcoticsForeign whip, foreign bitch yeah got a nigga hooked on phonicsGot the kitchen smoked up like the shit hooked on chronicI can't even sleep (I got trap shit in my head)I can't even eat, (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)Me and shawty be makin' love (I got trap shit in my head)When I’m in my whip (I got trap shit in my head)When I empty the clip (I got trap shit in my head)When I be seeing drugs (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)Hold up, you thought a nigga really wasn’t gonna talk kilo’s no more?Hold up, like a nigga hit the studio and never ever ever sold no blowHold up, hauling in 36 and it sounding like I’m dead for realHold up, if I don’t fall George all off the Jaeger for realI ain't buying no cristalTell me what you drinking hoMy niggas spent about ten thou’Put him in a Lincoln hoSongtexteStove on like a steak on itWrapped up with the tape on itStaying up with the baking sodaOnly the rat got a face on itEither that or a boss, nigga scoring or somethingDon’t ask me if I did it, nigga, I’m talking like Memphis, what’s upYou got two 125s so you already know what you missingResidue in the glass potGave my lil’ cousin 200 dollars, tell him do them dishesI can't even sleep (I got trap shit in my head)I can't even eat, (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)Me and shawty be makin' love (I got trap shit in my head)When I’m in my whip (I got trap shit in my head)When I empty the clip (I got trap shit in my head)When I be seeing drugs (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)This one time this one time and I ain't talking bout’ band campTold man something wrong with this,Check it dawg, look at the damn stampThis re-rock, this compress, you paid for it you damn foolThe first thing they teach you on the first day of yayo schoolNew mechanic, I keep 2, and I don’t panic I keep cool20 blocks at my nigga house call it brickmade Sunday schoolPut together everybody money, that way everybody lastsGet to talking about a math test, that way everybody passI can't even sleep (I got trap shit in my head)I can't even eat, (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head)Me and shawty be makin' love (I got trap shit in my head)When I’m in my whip (I got trap shit in my head)When I empty the clip (I got trap shit in my head)When I be seeing drugs (I got trap shit in my head)When I be in the club (I got trap shit in my head) Aus Songtexte Mania