Dip - Corner Boys lyrics

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(Intro)

I wake up, grab my Scrappy then I hit the door

I do it trapping bonds at the corner store

(verse)

Don don nigga with a big bomb and a pistol

Trappin' at the corner store chasin' dollars

Breaking the bitch down that we got from the guala

This can get ya issues, y'all niggas sure?

Drue boy, drink a lot like watchsters

Pillow suit the chopper, Angela Coster

Cuban link gold, gold like I'm sure

Trappin' at the corner store with the robbers

OG told me not to trap with no scrubs

Gangsta shit I just adapt to

I be on molly that fuck shit

Sniffin' OG in the bathroom

I came on round that fuck shit

Finding dead bodies in the woods

First for the A: ain't no snitching in the hood

(Hook)

I came up trapping for the money

Reppin' bricks on like Mondays

I grab the scrap and then I hit the door

Extendo my gun, I got the trap house

In a figgle, for a ________(?)

Obama bud off o' 34

Had the corner store start cut my lawn

Longway week

I wake up, wear my strapping then I hit the third time

I grew up trapping bonds at the corner store

OG told me, don't you trap it off the gun no more

I grew up trapping bonds at the corner store

Corner store, corner store

I grew up trapping bonds at the corner store

Corner store, corner store

I grew up trapping bonds at the corner store