Ping & Pong ft. KountUp Kauge Lyrics

Slut po'd up a fo I just got my gun dirty

I can't even stress bout what happened I ain't worried

I'm getting to the money so I'm always in a hurry

Plus I got the drop I'm a lay and do it perfect

Time to stop the watch when I hit him with the 30

I be trapping day and night pussy niggas closing early

Bitch I'm working (Ha)

Yoo ToriOrTana Motherfucker

Money Slut know the vibes

(Drip) I been geeked since last night

Know the junkies they gone feign for the tap right

Kidneys lean, I can't even get my act right

Bros last name ain't Glock but we age from 17 to 43

I been stamped like a notary

Keep your mouth stitched embroidery

I ain't got to cut a check she still gone blow a G

I ain't get no fucking rest I'm trapping like 23

She see I got a load now she want to get a load of me

I got to keep that pole on me I put em where he pose to be

My gun off in the morning I'm playing this shit the lower key

I be making love to the money you know I'm in the streets

I be make love to the money yeah that my lil freak

Yoo and people ain't right so they got to get left

I done dug up folks got a pocket full of death

It ain't no love I done showed to myself

She got good brain she belong on a shelf

Caught me a case and wish it was brief

Came out hmmph I'm the plug on the leaf

Slutty so playa I need rugs on the seat

Love delete I'm in love with receipts

Count it up I cannot stay I got to leave

Slutty going up without a Tee

First class flight you niggas reach

Put him in the sky ain't got to thank me for the seat

Ocean blue hundreds yeah I'm living at the beach

Have you swimming with the fishes now you living in the sea

I came home and beat a body it ain't nun to lemon squeeze

I can't even let you borrow cause I only play for keeps

Yooo back to basics I done trapped out a basement

I done trapped out a vacant (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)

I done trapped out a Yota hol up (Toyota)

I done trapped by the Krogers (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)

I'll trap by your home (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)

I done trapped to the homeless (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)

From the partments to corners (Trap) (Trap) (Trap) (Trap)

Ok, I'm ready DopeBoy ones but a nigga not Nelly

I'm Tori no Kelly she piercing her belly

Two hoes gone sandwich me my bed is a deli

BIP dear mama I'm Makaveli (BIP Mama)