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- Trae - Southwest Lyrics
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- [Trae]
- You must be out of ya mind, I'm from the south and this the realist
- check the resume, and that'll show the world why we the trillest
- in that black on black Excursion with the hood facin up
- and 24 inches on my shoes the only way I'm lacin up
- ABN is what I'm claimin, with a slab that's rearrangin
- movin slow cause I be screwed up on the block, then I be bangin
- I ain't thinkin about the plex cause we can get it on
- four straps and a extra clip can show that they can get it wrong
- yeah I'm from the south - where they be trappin, or they grindin
- diamonds that got 'em shinin
- Trunk stay in the air, showin somethin while they reclinin'
- drank up in they cup, but see myself I keep it sober
- run up on me wrong, it’s guarantee it's gon'be over
- Screwed Up Click soliders, wide frame rollers
- with a set of hands to make you look beat up like a nova
- Trae gon'stay Tha Truth and that's the way it is
- Houston, Texas in the buildin', gangstas gon'be feelin this
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