Akachi, Joey Trap, TOKYO’S REVENGE - PRETTYBOY! lyrics

[Akachi, Joey Trap, TOKYO’S REVENGE - PRETTYBOY! lyrics]

Akachi on the beat, lil' bitch
Uh, look, haha my neck, is swag, yeah
She bad, my neck,  is swag my whip is swag
No gyms, look

My neck is swag my whip is swag
No gyms, I flex your girl want sex
I stay with straps its Joey Trap
Shorty is poppin' she on my lap

Look, my ice is swag
No lights, she give head he tongue, it's wet
And her neck, well, it's wet whip, it's wet
No gym, I flex i count my checks
Your girl, she wet

Look, middle of the mall, I'm
Cashin' on you niggas, envy me
I came from the bottom, gettin' money
I got plenty i smoke on this dope while
I'm rockin' this Fendi
I'm beggin', y'all need some respect
Cause I'm wreckin' y'all, uh
Joey, his flow so impeccable, uh
Tell your girl, pardon my French and all
Please
Get the fuck off my muh'fuckin' testicles
Uh she wanna cuff, no arrestin' us, uh
I'm gettin' money, it's definite, uh
All of these niggas, they flexin', but-, uh
All of these niggas is fakers-, uh
But me, I flex i call, don't text
Your girl, she wet

My neck is swag my whip is swag
No gyms, I flex your girl want sex
I stay with straps its Joey Trap
Shorty is poppin' she on my lap

Every single time a nigga run
A nigga get a problem
I could pull up on you with
Some choppas and the bullets hollow
I be with your shorty and she wet
I wanna make her swallow
Niggas in the hood gettin' shot
For a fuckin' follow, uh
Look, Joey's always gettin' to the bread
A nigga gettin' money
Joey always throwin' all the paper
That shit prolly funny
"Joey always, Joey always
" niggas always talkin' 'bout me
It's cause I'm Trap
Bitches, they want me because I rap

My neck is swag my whip is swag
No gyms, I flex your girl want sex
I stay with straps its Joey Trap
Shorty is poppin' she on my lap

Look, okay, lil' shorty do lines
Like corduroy
Still ran a train on that bitch, like
"All aboard!"
Me on Joey snap on a nigga, like Polaroid
Choppa gon' crank that nigga
Like a Soulja Boy, uh
She said I'm drippin', just like a pool, uh
We hit that bitch like she was a JUUL, uh
Keep the lead on me like I got school, uh
Bobby the Builder, I keep a tool, ha
Look, new Jag but it be
Movin' faster than a bitch you too mad
Niggas be hatin' lookin' at the whip
Bitch, who that? We get them choppas
Aim it at yo' lip
No you rap, wave it at your top, make it drip
Look, and that-that right there
Is my, uh, swag, uh
New Ferrari, leave you in the past, uh
Fendi, uh, Prada, huh, Gucci my bag, look

It's cause I'm Trap
Bitches, they want me because I rap

My neck is swag my whip is swag
No gyms, I flex your girl want sex
I stay with straps its Joey Trap
Shorty is poppin' she on my lap

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