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Paroles de la chanson Neighborhood Trapstars par Lil Darius

(Fuck the fire, we got grease)
(It's a Wayne beat)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Lil Darius & Peezy]
Put on a D-boy fit, white fitted tee and some Fazo's
Quick to drop some racks, it ain't nothin' to get your face blown
Lil' bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone
Neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
I turnt my session up, I'm the plug with the lowest prices
What you need? Come to me, boy, I bet I got it

I'm 'bout to make my section rich and I ain't talking Roddy
Young nigga, I ain't never touch no stove (Yeah, yeah), I just move exotic (Yeah)

[Peezy]
Richer than a motherfucker (Yeah), I can't even lie (I can't lie)
Hit the club, all you see is 1's falling from the sky (Go, go)
Fucked a famous bitch the first night, I ain't even try (Yeah)
Pockets stuffed, got my fucking jeans sticking to my thigh (Fucking jeans sticking to my thigh, nigga)
Yeah, tell a bitch the truth (Truth) 'cause I'm too up to lie (Bitch)
Price on your head, you ain't too tough to die (Grrt)

Put the old school on Forgi's (Yeah), paint it white (Go)
Drop it to the bottom (Yeah), scrape the side with a knife (Come on)
Take it off the 'rex, let it dry, set it down (Yeah)
Dope boys white, stepped on it, now it's brown (Phew)
These niggas getting it out of town (Yeah)
Plain watch, sixty thou' (Yeah), got 'em throwing it in the towel (Go)

[Lil Darius]
Put on a D-boy fit, white fitted tee and some Fazo's
Quick to drop some racks, it ain't nothin' to get your face blown
Lil' bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone

Neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
I turnt my session up, I'm the plug with the lowest prices
What you need? Come to me, boy, I bet I got it
I'm 'bout to make my section rich and I ain't talking Roddy
Young nigga, I ain't never touch no stove, I just move exotic

[Lil Darius]
I was a young thug, somehow I done got rich, homie
I still don't go inside the function unless the stick on me
Back in middle school, I ain't had hoes, they used to pick on me
Now I'm seventeen and got a grown nigga bitch on me

Every time I got some pape', I was tryna flip it fast
What you know 'bout having a zip and turning it to a bag?
I done got the lower ticket, I done turned into the plug
I ain't fully in the industry, the streets showed me love
Rather be a trapper not a rapper, they say I'm moving backwards
All my brothers steppers like some kappa's, we some fucking alphas
Play with me round of applause, I get them pussies clapped
Got a cheap ticket and put the whole gang in the trap

[Lil Darius]

Put on a D-boy fit, white fitted tee and some Fazo's
Quick to drop some racks, it ain't nothin' to get your face blown
Lil' bro spinning for me, pay for his lawyer, now his case gone
Neighborhood trapstar like a hero with his cape on
I turnt my session up, I'm the plug with the lowest prices
What you need? Come to me, boy, I bet I got it
I'm 'bout to make my section rich and I ain't talking Roddy
Young nigga, I ain't never touch no stove, I just move exotic

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