The Dealer, Pt. 3

Nigga I be everywhere nigga you never there nigga

Pull up on you bitch ass niggas like underwear nigga

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Niggas thought Trap Larry was gone?

Psh

All a nigga know is trap (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)

I'm treatin' rap like the trap (Dwee-hee)

Your cousin a rat (Ooh, keep goin' Larry, numbers)

I'm buzzin' off 'yac (Aye, aye, aye)

Aye lil' nigga, give me my motherfuckin' swag back (Bitch ass nigga)

Yeah, all that chimmy shit, bitch I'm past that (Past that)

Shit, fuck around a bag a bitch in Baghdad (Afghanistan)

Yeah, with an Afghan smokin' Afghan (Good job)

Pimp nigga, drug dealer, still wit' it

My nigga, KelTec it'll hit 'em

Run it up, need a ticket by December

But hold on, 'cause my other phone trippin' aye

I need my dough, duckets, cheese

Fettuccine, bitch please

Even on the East Coast, they know me

Ask about Larry June, they like "Yee"

Hoppin' out the coupe, never smokin' boof

Hoes comin' too, scope on the tool

Bro got it for the low, copped two

Drip drop, flip flop, goin' stu'

Big guap on me, kept the stock on it

Fuck a stop sign, bitch I'm goin'

Fuck a platform, on the platform

Hit the strip club with the Magnum

I am not a trick, that's my bitch

Money counter, beep beep, bitch

Bitch chose up, had a bitch

Bitch thought she was a pimp, fuck up out her wig

Let the dick in, now you gotta kick

Bitch left and you lost everything

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Yeah, keep goin' Larry, numbers

Droppin' shit all summer

Your bitch? Mmm, nothin'

My whips? Mhm, runnin'

Trappin', a whole lotta duckets

Nigga off the dribble, I only make buckets (Aye)

Pimp nigga, drug dealer, still wit' it

My nigga, KelTec it'll hit 'em

Run it up, need a ticket by December

But hold on, 'cause my other phone trippin' aye

I need my dough, duckets, cheese

Fettuccine, bitch please

Even on the East Coast, they know me

Ask about Larry June, they like "Yee"