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[Chorus] Mali makin money, I'm just 'bout my funds Swangin' on 'em baby girl your man is just a bum I lost my nigga to the streets, my shooters goin' dumb My nigga just caught a body, broski's on the run And now I was trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' on my ones I send my hitta, I call my youngin' just to get you slumped And all my hittas with the shits and we don't pull no fronts And bitch we glizzied up, you can't come where I'm from [Verse] I was trappin' in the bando, going wop for wop Or slidin' in my city going block to block I can't trust a ho they go block to block And I got thirty in my clip so let's go shot for shot And I'm dat nigga dat these bitches wanna talk to So fuck a drive-by call my shooter let's go walk through I caught him slippin' now his hoyo got the bad news I got my glizzy on my body like a tattoo And I don't wife 'em I just fuck 'em in the bathroom I chase the bag I want the cake just like a fat yute I'm from the slums I hit the bando 'cause I had to And where I'm from we chase the bag and we stack loot Glizzy ain't no slippin' when I'm slidin' in em track suits They want me carried by my bros in em black suits Trappin' like McDonalds just the way we servin' fast food I be in the trenches while you sittin' in em classrooms Rap star, now I'm doing shows I'm getting mad views Bitches going crazy 'cause they know Frenchy is dat dude Trap star, Frenchy couldn't sit up in no classroom Couldn't sit up in no classroom [Chorus] Mali makin money, I'm just 'bout my funds Swangin' on 'em baby girl your man is just a bum I lost my nigga to the streets, my shooters goin' dumb My nigga just caught a body, broski's on the run And I was trappin', trappin', trappin', trappin' on my one I send my hitta, I call my youngin' just to get you slumped And all my hittas wit the shits and we don't pull no fronts And bitch we glizzied up, you can't come where I'm from
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