Braezonday - Meet Up
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{intro: keezah}
((?...))
(me and my boy braezon we trapping all day)
Damn, uh damn
{chorus: keezah}
You want a bag we can meet up
Run off on the plug, fuck is a re-up
Ten band jugg i hit that with my feet up
Pouring up tris' we ain't pouring no green up
Niggas go broke because niggas can't keep up
I see 12 in my rear view speed up
I'm in the trap house cooking up, pyrex heat it up
Then i go back to the block and i beat it up
I'm in the fast-ass whip and it's 200 the dash
I can show you how to get that cash real fast
All you need is a scale and some motherfucking bags
Niggas get some money and they think it's gon' last
I be chasing money i ain't chasing no ass
I was shooting dice and then i fucked up my stash
It was shots fired niggas don't get a pass
And my younging toting he ain't going to class
{verse 1: keezah}
I was fifteen outside chasing a bag
And i'm toting that stick i ain't going out sad
I ain't shooting pedestrians get up on my man
Take me a drive nigga wanted a bag
And these rapping niggas they be going out bad
I'ma take out a opp like i take out the trash
I don't fuck with niggas they keep stealing the swag
I don't trust the cluckas they be stealing the pack
{verse 2: kayvo}
I ain't playing with niggas tryna catch up with my vic'
Trap house cooking up coke with a white bitch
Made her walk in the pharmacy, taking a pint script
It's a plain jane glock and this bitch is a (?...)
Bitch i wake up early i be getting it in
Get a p break it down let it go with the wind
I been getting paper it's just me and a bitch
It's a hundred or better meet me at the fence
Took a mile, gave him an inch
Nigga want a brick, took out a pinch
Selling ounces where the fuck is my bitch
I need a sip, where the fuck is the tris'
Gave my uncle a rock make him run up the mountain
I remember the days couldn't run up a thousand
It was 5500 just cleared the account
I bust some banks for a bigger amount
{chorus: keezah}
You want a bag we can meet up
Run off on the plug, fuck is a re-up
Ten band jugg i hit that with my feet up
Pouring up tris' we ain't pouring no green up
Niggas go broke because niggas can't keep up
I see 12 in my rear view speed up
I'm in the trap house cooking up, pyrex heat it up
Then i go back to the block and i beat it up
I'm in the fast-ass whip and it's 200 the dash
I can show you how to get that cash real fast
All you need is a scale and some motherfucking bags
Niggas get some money and they think it's gon' last
I be chasing money i ain't chasing no ass
I was shooting dice and then i fucked up my stash
It was shots fired niggas don't get a pass
And my younging toting he ain't going to class
{intro: keezah}
((?...))
(me and my boy braezon we trapping all day)
Damn, uh damn
{chorus: keezah}
You want a bag we can meet up
Run off on the plug, fuck is a re-up
Ten band jugg i hit that with my feet up
Pouring up tris' we ain't pouring no green up
Niggas go broke because niggas can't keep up
I see 12 in my rear view speed up
I'm in the trap house cooking up, pyrex heat it up
Then i go back to the block and i beat it up
I'm in the fast-ass whip and it's 200 the dash
I can show you how to get that cash real fast
All you need is a scale and some motherfucking bags
Niggas get some money and they think it's gon' last
I be chasing money i ain't chasing no ass
I was shooting dice and then i fucked up my stash
It was shots fired niggas don't get a pass
And my younging toting he ain't going to class
{verse 1: keezah}
I was fifteen outside chasing a bag
And i'm toting that stick i ain't going out sad
I ain't shooting pedestrians get up on my man
Take me a drive nigga wanted a bag
And these rapping niggas they be going out bad
I'ma take out a opp like i take out the trash
I don't fuck with niggas they keep stealing the swag
I don't trust the cluckas they be stealing the pack
{verse 2: kayvo}
I ain't playing with niggas tryna catch up with my vic'
Trap house cooking up coke with a white bitch
Made her walk in the pharmacy, taking a pint script
It's a plain jane glock and this bitch is a (?...)
Bitch i wake up early i be getting it in
Get a p break it down let it go with the wind
I been getting paper it's just me and a bitch
It's a hundred or better meet me at the fence
Took a mile, gave him an inch
Nigga want a brick, took out a pinch
Selling ounces where the fuck is my bitch
I need a sip, where the fuck is the tris'
Gave my uncle a rock make him run up the mountain
I remember the days couldn't run up a thousand
It was 5500 just cleared the account
I bust some banks for a bigger amount
{chorus: keezah}
You want a bag we can meet up
Run off on the plug, fuck is a re-up
Ten band jugg i hit that with my feet up
Pouring up tris' we ain't pouring no green up
Niggas go broke because niggas can't keep up
I see 12 in my rear view speed up
I'm in the trap house cooking up, pyrex heat it up
Then i go back to the block and i beat it up
I'm in the fast-ass whip and it's 200 the dash
I can show you how to get that cash real fast
All you need is a scale and some motherfucking bags
Niggas get some money and they think it's gon' last
I be chasing money i ain't chasing no ass
I was shooting dice and then i fucked up my stash
It was shots fired niggas don't get a pass
And my younging toting he ain't going to class
