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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rob49
Rob49
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Mason
Julian Mason
Songwriter
Kelton Scott
Kelton Scott
Songwriter
Robert Coleman Thomas
Robert Coleman Thomas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LilJuMadeDaBeat
LilJuMadeDaBeat
Producer
@FranchiseDidIt
@FranchiseDidIt
Producer
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Joshua “Za” Zayas
Recording Engineer
Peter A. Barker
Peter A. Barker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I heard pressure bust ****' pipes
I trap, I rap and dog her out, she said I fucked up her life
I know her intentions wasn't good, fuck, she feel good inside
Should I stay faithful or dog her out, that shit like rolling dice
I know I'm wrong, my money right
Million dollars ain't nothing, trap ****, yeah, real ho flipper
I've been focus on getting pounds gone, bitch, I ain't no rap ****
Oh, she don't like bitches? Fuck her good, full turn out dyke bitches
Diamonds like broke glass, shining hard like I hit the light switches
[Verse 1]
Me and T was up every night, kingpin dreams, private jet flight
Living for the moment in the hood, still remember times when I could've died
I ain't gotta talk to the thotty, she say she can smell I got some money
We shut **** trap house down, come tell them, "****, do something about it"
I just brought a hunnid pounds here like I'm trying to break some down
Sell them whole, you get sixteen, you break 'em down, you get twenty-five
I came in and shut this bitch down, ain't never need a fucking co-sign
How you trying to pimp and you in love? Damn near put a leash on my ho
I'm so tired of trapping, ****
Got enough money I can go legal but still be playing with vacuum seals
C'est la vie, I can't lie, I'm doing that shit my daddy did
First time driving a Rari, I told B, "Teach me how to start this bitch"
[Chorus]
I heard pressure bust ****' pipes
I trap, I rap and dog her out, she said I fucked up her life
I know her intentions wasn't good, fuck, she feel good inside
Should I stay faithful or dog her out, that shit like rolling dice
I know I'm wrong, my money right
Million dollars ain't nothing, trap ****, yeah, real ho flipper
I've been focus on getting pounds gone, bitch, I ain't no rap ****
Oh, she don't like bitches? Fuck her good, full turn out dyke bitches
Diamonds like broke glass, shining hard like I hit the light switches
[Verse 2]
Boo been trappin' on the river, lavish life in my livin'
G-lock on my pistol, can't kiss no bitches
Keep telling me kiss her, crazy
I'm a voucher, but Mr. I'll-Steal-On-Your-Daughter
I act dumb even though I'm toxic, I act broke even though I got it
Chanel ain't enough for you, that Gucci ain't enough for you, shit
That's just how hustlers be, can't get too comfortable, yeah
Come fuck with me, I swear that **** can't do nothing for you
Shit, you love me gotta show, it you trust me gotta show it, yeah
[Chorus]
I heard pressure bust ****' pipes
I trap, I rap and dog her out, she said I fucked up her life
I know her intentions wasn't good, fuck, she feel good inside
Should I stay faithful or dog her out, that shit like rolling dice
I know I'm wrong, my money right
Million dollars ain't nothing, trap ****, yeah, real ho flipper
I've been focus on getting pounds gone, bitch, I ain't no rap ****
Oh, she don't like bitches? Fuck her good, full turn out dyke bitches
Diamonds like broke glass, shining hard like I hit the light switches
Written by: Julian Mason, Kelton Scott, Robert Thomas
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