Safe Sex

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Lil Poppa - Rap, Trap

Safe Sex

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[Intro] (Let's go, Miche, that's your turn right now) [Chorus] Just spend a bag, soon as I popped the tag, shawty face go down (When your face go, make your face go down) Youngin copped the brand new mag for his Draco rounds (For his Draco, for his Draco rounds) He said he want nothin' but headshots, nigga, face that Work too much to fuck without a latex, safe sex Every thirty days get another spot so they can't raid that Shawty say I'm payin' for the twat, I done fucked around and paid that Don't judge me [Verse 1] That money make a bitch forget that I was ugly Every day a week straight, I was druggin' Soon as the sun go down, that's when I come out Live a Vamp life, you damn right Forgot I'm famous, left the house without my damn pipe I want to quit but I ain't shit without my damn mic Don't even like to wear my chains, they too damn bright Playin' like you lost your mind, now you out of sight Livin' wrong, but God know what type of time I'm on, so l'ma get it right Shinin' harder than the city lights, long as I hit it right Whatever it is, she with it, pull it out, bust on them titties [Chorus] Just spend a bag, soon as I popped the tag, shawty face go down (When your face go, make your face go down) Youngin copped the brand new mag for his Draco rounds (For his Draco, for his Draco rounds) [Verse 2] "How your day go?" "Great" It wasn't even noon yet and I just counted 20K How the fuck you do that? She topped me in the backseat, ain't even seen the room yet Your nigga nothin' like me, I ain't even got to prove that Gotta put the racks inside the bag, that's why my pockets too flat Think it's safe? They on your ass anywhere you choose to move at How you mad I don't remember you from class? Oh well, that's too bad I be high as hell, forgot where I done went to school at Got a heart for sale, be careful, fuck around and lose that Put it on the scale, it's probably gon' be off a couple grams Pull up fresh as hell, he want a verse, I taxed the nigga, Uncle Sam They want to see me fail, I'm tryna fit these chops inside a Lamb' [Chorus] Just spend a bag, soon as I popped the tag, shawty face go down (When your face go, make your face go down) Youngin copped the brand new mag for his Draco rounds (For his Draco, for his Draco rounds) He said he want nothin' but headshots, nigga, face that Work too much to fuck without a latex, safe sex Every thirty days get another spot so they can't raid that Shawty say I'm payin' for the twat, I done fucked around and paid that Don't judge me

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  • Lil Poppa