International singer and Mp3 Download Music artist BabyTron & Certified Trapperhas just dropped a brand new impressive hit song Audio Download titled Saucony Mp3 Download. Just click on the big download button below to get yours.
[Verse 1: BabyTron] All the food in the spot, we done turned it to a banquet Money, money, dollar, dollar, skrill, that’s my language Saucin’ in Saucony, I might switch up to the Asics
[Verse 2: Certified Trapper] Switch a nigga up, he was slippin’ in the Matrix (You’re not making this easy, Kyle) G’s in my pocket, I ain’t no Freemason Snow bunny hunter, fuck around and be a racist
[Verse 3: BabyTron] I can’t fuck with him, he givin’ information to the agents (Ooh) I seen him comin’ out the station
[Verse 4: Certified Trapper &Â BabyTron] Slide down his block, fap, hit him, then vacation (Pop, pop-pop) Sesame chicken, got me tryna fuck that Asian (Ooh) Third ‘Wood with your bitch, she a Blasian (Whew)
[Verse 5: BabyTron] Coupe from outer space, you’d think that we invading Whole gang gettin’ pape’, this shit must be contagious We the favorites when y’all go and place some bets in Vegas
[Verse 6: Certified Trapper] If you try to strip me, I’ma send your ass to heaven gates (Hadouken) Beat the fuck out you like anime 2024 fast shit, it’s not a Santa Fe
[Verse 7: BabyTron] How the fuck you legendary? Never had no accolades Harder to find than a needle in a stack of hay
[Verse 8: Certified Trapper] Look at lil’ bitch suckin’ up for the Afterpay I can have lil’ brodie on your ass for a rack a day I just let the Perky melt all the way down for the aftertaste
[Verse 9: BabyTron] I was broke, down bad ’til that package came (Phew) I just poured a four of purple hoping it attacks the pain (Ah) All season, max my shot out, I had to add some range If you took my job at being pilot, you would crash the plane (Nyoom) Everything bust nowadays (Nowadays) But if I see that rose gold presi’ thing, I’ma cash it plain
[Verse 10: Certified Trapper &Â BabyTron] Next Lamborghini truck I see, I’ma hit the bank Lil’ bitch call me over, I ain’t fuck, that bitch a jank All these hoes clowns and you kissin’ the face I paint (Whew) Thirty milligrams, not including the eight I drank (Ha) Bitch, I’m grumpy, I ain’t in the mood In the car, playin’ Reezy, get greasy with six twos
[Verse 11: BabyTron] If you don’t tighten up, gon’ knock your shit loose Had a big mouth, now he talkin’ with a chipped tooth ‘Rilla in that jungle, it ain’t shit to let them chimps loose Certified sippin’ on some Morty, rockin’ Rick shoes Fetty Wap mixed with Shih Tzu turned him fish food
[Verse 12: Certified Trapper] Brodie you up and slam you on your ass like jiu-jitsu Follow any car from the venue, we gon’ blick you .223s wet his ass up, rip his tissue Ayy, where the motherfuckin’ cough? I gotta hit you You was real tough, how brodie end up with your pistol?
[Verse 13: BabyTron] My vision clear, I’m talkin’ crystal Coach charm, the next chain might be a whistle Hellkitty smoke, LEDs for the whiskers Talkin’ ’bout some loud, he pulled up with some whispers
[Verse 14: Certified Trapper] You are not invited, where your metro pass? I don’t know what the fuck wrong, we done spanked his ass Where the ambulance at? I just stretched his ass Nigga pulled up with short money, done blessed his ass
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