1300 Blk Trap - $ayyyAD

When I was younger, Wanted to be the black Madonna on stage Millions of people screaming my name But now that I'm older I can do anything I wanna Weave laid, getting paid, slay in my lane I had a dream, I had a dream but I stay woke There's only one me, only one me, I'm so special If you're offended, I'll pretend that I'm sorry But can you let me tell my side of the story Everyone would tell me I couldn't go the distance Chocolate skin, you don't fit in, you're a statistic Now every time I be on stage they go ballistic Thought you said I was gonna fall, I must've missed it 'Cause I started Started so I ain't gonna stop Reach the ceiling then I elevate Flying all the way to the top When they say I can't do it See I do this shit with no hands When they ask, I show and prove it Every time I show that I can, I can, I can Remember when When I was younger, Wanted to be the black Madonna on stage Millions of people screaming my name But now I'm older I can do anything I wanna Weave laid, getting paid, slay in my lane Back in the past some people said I wasn't gonna Throwing shade, look at me now, I'm living great 'Cause nothing can stop me, I can do anything I wanna I'ma stay 'cause I slay, slay in my lane

Ladies and gentlemen You might be missing some of the benefits that stereo can provide Time to lay down some serious sounds What's this question? What's this test? What's this mission you're on? What's this quest? I weren't even feeling the vibe that I got off this text You wanted a piece of the pie Now, please, off this dress Chiller in the bits You just wanna be out in the mix Can't you see I'm chilling in the house? I just wanna chill out with the 'flix You just wanna bring up what it ain't You don't wanna bring up what it is If I wasn't getting with the- She wouldn't be getting with the drift Turn and grab it It's that dirty savage When I touch that pussy It's like Merlin's magic I'm like girl you got it I'm like girl you have it She's all Kylie Jenner But I ain't her new Travis You do things I don't like Let's talk about you and I I'm way too drunk, too high To think about the consequences I don't mind, just tell me what it is You say you'll text me back Why you send mixed messages? I came to your level Think I compromised When you give an inch, these niggas take a mile I've been sipping D'USSÉ And it's got me hype I might get an Uber And pop up like, "Surprise, I'm outside" Boys will be boys, yeah, they all wanna fuck Talking is cheap, they start gassin' you up Don't trust the game, baby, don't fall in love Girl, back it up I'm back in the cut I pull up sideways (side) Runnin' up on your driveway (drive) Runnin' up on your side babes Yeah, I'm runnin' up Stop acting like you're my only option I got a lotta DMs that I been ignoring I came to your level Think I compromised When you give an inch, these niggas take a mile I've been sipping D'USSÉ And it's got me hype I might get an Uber And pop up like, "Surprise, I'm outside" Boys will be boys, yeah, they all wanna fuck Talking is cheap, they start gassin' you up Don't trust the game, baby, don't fall in love Girl, back it up I'm back in the cut Called you anyway but I knew better Now I'm on my way to your neighbourhood Called you anyway but I knew better I just wanna say I can do better

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) 2 Love me, love me, Say that you love me Call me, call me, You never do Money, money, Always above me You're too busy selling food Now are you really ready? Or are you wasting my time? 'Cause if you ain't try'na wife me, You need to get off my line Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, 'Cause I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you 50/50, that's all you give me, And I give 100 to you Take away, we don't go for dinner, Making love, no we barely do But if you really want me, You gotta step up you're game You better make it quick Before I don't feel the same Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, Don't make me beg, I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Got me stressin', got me beggin' Feeling like I'm just your bredrin Got me stressin' Oh boy, you do my head in, You got me stressin' Feeling like I'm just your bredrin, Just your bredrin x2 (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause I want you, Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you Yeah, I want you

Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately I been disrespectful guess I'm on some messy shit Keep on talking out yo neck and watch me come and deck a bitch We gone get the business clear and show you how we handle shit Death before dishonor you must not know who you playing with No bitch we ain't squashing shit young better take his lick Shouldna did that pussy shit smoke you and the bitch Swear these niggas counterfeit you ain't really cut like this Catch that nigga lacking and I scratch him off my bucket list Hit the block and swerve on em let my niggas purge on em Let me know the word on em we gone hit the curve on em Hit the block and swerve on em let my niggas purge on em Let me know the word on em we gone hit the curve on em Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven I'm really with that creep shit Catch a body stash the glock you don't see shit I'm with some niggas you don't really wanna beef with In my section it get hectic we up heat quit, nah rest in peace bitch Make my niggas come swerve down yo street Load the clips make my nigga come and ride and creep If I catch a nigga lacking I hop out on feet Lord knows I'm pistol packing I be in the streets, so see me in the streets Make me come and spin a Benz I ain't got nobody with me just my F&N Or the 45 with me AV gave me his I ain't got this bitch for fun I'm bout splitting wigs, or I'm hitting licks Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven Lately it been real hectic up in my section Youngins tote Smith and Wessons fa they protection If you get out yo body then we gone check it Don't do the disrespecting send a pussy bitch to heaven

AD Sent lil bro Cause he gone bring it back He gone bring it back Say she hate me but I know she want me back But I know she want me back In her feelings so tonight I break ha back So tonight I break ha back AD Sent lil bro to get the pack cause he gone bring it back Heard my ex bitch say she hate me but I know she want me back Got my new chick in ha feelings so tonight I break ha back If it ain't about the money you can skip the chitter chat Yea I'm feeling kinda groovy should I step in this or that Put on Nike with this K3eper call that shit there mix and match You can put me on the D-Line cause I'm all about a sack Always keep it 1300 you know all I speak is facts Mane I'm kinda hungry go to Popeyes for a two piece I can't trust these niggas cause they fall apart like loose left Gotta hit lil bro up show him I just got a new piece Keep yo niece up on a leash I'm looking for a new freak You can keep the liquor pour some lean up in my cup I just got some money trynna make it double up Back up in the game so its time to buckle up Diamonds on me shining got me handsome as the fuck Big blue hundreds Old nigga money Big Tymer stunning So you can't tell me nothing Diamonds round my neck (Neck) 1300 next (Next) Die bout my respect (Yes) If we ain't having sex (Next) Sent lil bro to get the pack cause he gone bring it back Heard my ex bitch say she hate me but I know she want me back Got my new chick in ha feelings so tonight I break ha back If it ain't about the money you can skip the chitter chat Yea I'm feeling kinda groovy should I step in this or that Put on Nike with this K3eper call that shit there mix and match You can put me on the D-Line cause I'm all about a sack Always keep it 1300 you know all I speak is facts

They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping All about my money so don't come up with the stuntin' I'm bout my bread, I'm bout my racks, I'm bout my dividends I hit the trap break down the pack and then I get it in See my bro's you fuck with that send bullets in the wind Solo or I'm with the gang no I don't do the friends I got $antana on the side pouring up the lean I told lil Double R to pass yo boy the triple beam Always rolling fats blunts just to taste the green Ah undercover pull outside then we gone up and leave I'm getting to the money, Every day I wake up If you owe me sum, Pussy boy better pay up Bitch I'm strictly bout my business have our conversation later I don't like to hear excuse bout my mutha'fuckin paper They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping All about my money so don't come up with the stuntin' Trappin out the bando serving onions out the pound Swear this shipment hella loud come and get your order now I ain't got no time for sleep sells keep coming round So we always turning up, We never turning down Come and cop a quarter pound trynna flood the whole town Call J.G. Wentworth cause I need my money now Spread the word around town got the best produce in town Gram, Quarter, Ounce, Pound?, Come and get it all now Rule #1, Don't forget the money Rule #2, Don't forget the money Keep the trap house jumping, Never turn on yo homie If a nigga run up on ya put some hot lead on em They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap They like AD wya, I'm in the trap Sippin on some act, Breaking down a pack You in the front? Naw I'm in the back Don't forget to lock that door and don't forget the strap Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping Phone steady ringing, Got the trap jumping All about my money so don't come up with the stuntin'

From the streets Never heard of ya I ain't got no words fah ya Would he swerve fa ya? Swerve fa ya? You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya All my niggas thuggish they really up on some Soulja shit Come around here tripping and playing and watch we show a bitch Hands work good ah work em out with the shoulders quick Trigger finger itching I'm ready to come stand over shit Raised round gangsta so nigga ain't really scared of shit All yo niggas pussy and scary don't make me bat a bitch If I come up short on my profit them imma have a fit Catch that nigga slipping and stuck em my niggas too legit Fat them niggas trippin and bitching watch how that ruger hit Bitch we really thug in them trenches ah leave you in a ditch When it come to stepping and fighting I don't know how to quit Any nigga say he don't like me I bet it's bout a bitch You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya Running with steppers up in my section shit get hectic Pussy want flex me so I can't leave without my weapon Bitch them bullets burn come and try and learn yo lesson Invested in some cutters bitch we strapped up in my section Shit get dumb up in my section, yea shit get reckless Run up on me I'm bussing nigga ain't second guessing Choppa hold a hundred if you sneeze Imma bless you Nigga aww mane I ain't lien Imma stretch you In my city you gone die if you don't ride with it So I stuff thirty off in that forty when I ride with it If I catch him with his dawgs shid he gone die with em So he besta have that iron when he ride with it You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya You say you from the streets, But I ain't never of yah Might be working for them people ion got no words for ya He be hollering he yo people would he really swerved for ya Get in black and go and bend the curve for ya