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[Intro]
Trap-A-Holics mixtapes

[Verse 1: JWitDaBeam]
Ayy, these broke-ass niggas better stay in they line
Your nigga ain't a blow he ain't been through the fame
If I see an opp nigga I'ma shoot a whole thing
He crumple the money, that shit chump change
Can't catch me lacking, I stay with the Drac'
I fucked his bitch, only reason he hate
I hit for thirty, that's just one—

[Interlude: Tony Shhnow]
Trap-A-Holics, what's happening?
The Brick Squad youngin Slim Duncan, snap that motherfucker back, squad
Don't eat like these niggas, don't smell like these niggas
We don't fuck the same bitches
We don't get the same type of money, y'all niggas broke as fuck
SOS the mob, pussy nigga
Trap-A-Holics, turn up
Gang, bitch
[Verse 2: Tony Shhnow]
You know that we came from nothing
Stayed down and took all my niggas got rich
I'm in a new foreign, it's fast as a bitch
I know that he mad 'cause his ho on my dick
I just left the bank
I'm treating this new AMG Benz like it's a tank
Playing with the gang
Just got a new bulldog, and this bitch busting off the chain
Drip like Kane (Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit)
I just left your ho house, I don't want nothing but her brain
Please stay in your lane
Don't fuck around with Sink
My nigga, I stay like 182-Blink
I feel like Cam when I put on that mink
I'm feeling like Jay when he punched the first beat
If you don't got money, then I don't wanna link
I hate these niggas, they talk too much, they loving that gossip
Sink Or Swim, nigga, this shit ain't no option

[Verse 1: JWitDaBeam]
Ayy, these broke-ass niggas better stay in they line
Your nigga ain't a blow he ain't been through the fame
If I see an opp nigga I'ma shoot a whole thing
He crumple the money, that shit chump change
Can't catch me lacking, I stay with the Drac'
I fucked his bitch, only reason he hate
I hit for thirty, that's just one date
I got this money and I still make plays
I set a nigga up and he took that bait
Just like a tummy tuck how I took his weight
I want a nigga try when I'm on that stage
I throw out my shoes, can't catch no case
Green beam on the Glock, he got shot in the face
[Verse 2: Tony Shhnow]
You know that we came from nothing
Stayed down and took all my niggas got rich
I'm in a new foreign, it's fast as a bitch
I know that he mad 'cause his ho on my dick
I just left the bank
I'm treating this new AMG Benz like it's a tank
Playing with the gang
Just got a new bulldog, and this bitch busting off the chain
Drip like Kane
I just left your ho house, I don't want nothing but her brain
Please stay in your lane
Don't fuck around with Sink
My nigga, I stay like 182-Blink
I feel like Cam when I put on that mink
I'm feeling like Jay when he punched the first beat
If you don't got money, then I don't wanna link
I hate these niggas, they talk too much, they loving that gossip
Sink Or Swim, nigga, this shit ain't no option

[Verse 3: 645AR]
It ain't no option, Sink Or Swim
Fourteen, my pockets had lint
Fifteen, used to pay that rent
Sixteen, nigga jumping like gym
And I got my stack up
This pressure make him crumble
Pop my shit, still humble
Fell in love with the hot sauce
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Eat your beat like a [?]
He don't want no trouble
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I smoke him with asthma
Shoot him like a camera