LLP2

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Fresco Trey - Rap

LLP2

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[Intro] (Ry B going crazy) (Ry B going crazy) Ayy [Verse 1] Nigga, we ain't friends, it ain't no long conversation 3.5 and some head for all the problems that I'm facin' My girl say that she love me when I know she really hate me I'm young, Black, and I'm winnin', so they looking at me crazy (Crazy) Sit on the counter or lay on the bed, it don't matter, I'm pleasing you Lay you on your back, I want you to wrap me in your legs, 'cause, girl, I ain't leaving you I ain't lying, I'm down for spoiling you I got some of you, but I want more of you I'm just back on the road, and I'm touring, boo Not ignoring you or avoiding you I keep my phone on DND just like most of these niggas try (Try) Before a ho think leaving me, she gon' get her ass in check (Check) Fifty-thousand, all blues in my pocket, bitch, it's wet (Wet) [Chorus] Every time I'm in your city, you pull up when I'm around You know it's going down Neighbors know my name 'cause she scream it loud Wrap your legs around me, girl, let's have a child Ayy, I'm young, rich, and turnt, don't wanna miss out on me I'm young, rich, and turnt, I spent a hundred to get fleek Young rich nigga, I'm a young rich nigga Young rich nigga, I'm a young rich nigga [Verse 2] Check the ice on me, it's boogers in my watch, uh They was sleeping on me 'til I turned it up a notch I know my bitch is bad, as you can see it when she walk You can hear it when she talk She like me, yeah, she a boss I'm faded like bleach in my jeans Ayy, I'm sippin' on Wock' in a cup (Wock' in a cup) My baby, she get what she want Ayy, we fight and make up when we fuck (When we fuck) Ayy, she leave and come back in the morning, she leave and come back in the clutch (Come back in the clutch) Ayy, I'm gassin' her up like a Dutch (Like a Dutch) Ayy, I tell her she pretty, she show me her titties, she said she don't do this for no one but me I show her a hundred, she said she ain't ever seen that before, it's cool, I'm P I ride around with a chop' in the trunk and a chop' in my lap and a chop' in the seat (Chop' in the seat) [Chorus] Every time I'm in your city, you pull up when I'm around You know it's going down Neighbors know my name 'cause she scream it loud Wrap your legs around me, girl, let's have a child Ayy, I'm young, rich, and turnt, don't wanna miss out on me I'm young, rich, and turnt, I spent a hundred to get fleek Young rich nigga, I'm a young rich nigga Young rich nigga, I'm a young rich nigga

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Credits

Writers
  • Fresco Trey
  • 7ufene
  • Ry B (Producer)