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Bighead on the beat Aye, uh, aye, uh Check, check, uh, huh, aye I sit down with my dirty strap, sit down with them dirty bags Dirty going for 30 bags, walking with that dirty bag Holding racks, early man, tuh, with my dirty Mac Thirties with the dirty mag In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap Check the trap, check the trap Aye, Flash, I took them bags I took the work, I took 'em down We took 'em down for 30 pounds on the other side of town I'ma run them bitches down when I run them bitches down Aye, Bally, I took the ball I took the work, I took it all I took the blocks and the drop and the jocks and the pot I didn't stop, I came off, I took the bottom and the top We took the bottle and the top My Uber driver ride around with dogs in the spot It's all in the spot Blocks dropping off if they calling or not I couldn't fuck with her because she calling a lot SongtexteLike, I don't say it's 32 locks on all of my spots Now the locksmith alive, they walking [?] in my spot It's not a cat burglar alive that ever won at the trap I'm a one of a guy, I give him one in his eye I sit down with my dirty strap, sit down with them dirty bags Dirty going for 30 bags, walking with that dirty bag Holding racks, early man, tuh, with my dirty Mac Thirties with the dirty mag In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap I speak for Yams, I need some grams No pretend, the goop is in 5% tints, but I'm charging niggas 2% I'm too legit to quit, in the trap, bitch, I'm too legit Fish scale, fish tail, goofy fisher bucket hat Gleetchie Mane, a fisher man, instant likes, Instagrams Mix the pints in here, man, whipping up a blizzard, ain't it I'ma check the temperature and I'ma drink these chemicals I don't check the 'Gram no more 'cause [?] we digital Five pound living room, twin Glocks identical Shoot a nigga testicles, and his arm, tentacles Slide through professional, stiff arm I dropped the cum off at the rest of you I sit down with my dirty strap, sit down with them dirty bags Dirty going for 30 bags, walking with that dirty bag Holding racks, early man, tuh, with my dirty Mac Thirties with the dirty mag In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap In the trap, in the trap Check the trap, check the trap Aus Songtexte Mania