Monkey (67), K-Trap - Still Frying lyrics

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Skeng niggas in the party
Big jacket and a (Uh)
Now I'm feelin' kinda naughty
Peng ebony, big (Uh)
You know she feelin' kinda naughty
In the corner with the goons
That bitch there got the 40
Words trap, we steppin' sporty
Balenci' runners and a man bag
How you think man brought in the 40's?
Jugg, jugg, that nogz out bro
Get a meal with my shawty
(Three course meal)
Flick of the wrist in the air
That's bro end it on the mar piece
Bro lurks with the bulldog
Anytime he get barky
Yo, yo, lurk on your block, corridor is hot
Spinners or dots
Clip on the side and mans sweeping your block
Free my boys banged up, I miss him a lot
The freedom won't stop
Hammers for days, niggas been gettin' got
And Mary same price as the dot
The g's come fitted, the dots get chopped

Big jacket in the rave
Four matic on the gauge (Whoosh)
Louis V for the smoke
A bro got it by the waist (Waistband)
36 on our flake, how you think we get paid?
(Paid) one pop or I spray
Youngers do you with the blade (Ching)
The opps just chat so much (So much)
Waps, mans bought so much (So much)
Feds on the block so much (So much)
Smoke from kway like man speak Dutch
Flip that grub, it's multiplying
We add K but them man still dyin'
Worked up 'cause the beef still fryin'
Fuck a violation, we the ones that's slidin'
(Us)

Ayy, ayy
Free the guys where they took bare risks
(Free up) 6 in the spin
Better pray these 44 flattings miss
If not, you're pissed bro, put it in drive
Then we're gone with the mist
Link up the yard, man's gone for the clutch
Rum and spliff, everyting criss (Woi-oi)
Check them skengs, everyting full (Full up)
Yeah, I hear them talking 'nuff
But the boy just bluff, everyting forced
(Forced) tryna leave everyting chalk
Watch them man fall we slam them doors
Last time gang put the dots on tour
Jacket shoulda got torn (Ripped up)
Off-white Nikes when I stamp this brick out
(Stamp it) and it came double layered
Too much headache, pass me a flick out (Ugh)
Put that shit in a Rex, hours later
Got on the strip now (Strip)
Loads of shots, that's loads of prof
How you think I buss this wrist down? (Icy)

Big jacket in the rave
Four matic on the gauge (Whoosh)
Louis V for the smoke
A bro got it by the waist (Waistband)
36 on our flake, how you think we get paid?
(Paid) one pop or I spray
Youngers do you with the blade (Ching)
The opps just chat so much (So much)
Waps, mans bought so much (So much)
Feds on the block so much (So much)
Smoke from kway like man speak Dutch
Flip that grub, it's multiplying
We add K but them man still dyin'
Worked up 'cause the beef still fryin'
Fuck a violation, we the ones that's slidin'
(Us)

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