Lil B - American Pie

Trap house burnt down

Welcome to my trap I’ll take you to the back
Got mini mac’s got traps got fiends
When I hit the block it
Turn five hundred degrees
When I hit the block I make
Them fiends hit they knees
Fifty-two bitches and they know
To work that stove
Trap in? Mall I still know to work that bowl
Trap in? Mall I seen some
Things but never told
? Parks trapping in the gas
Station with the bowls
I’m really in the trap I
Seen that Young Nudy poster
I got a factory job
You know I work at Coca-Cola remix the work
I black that thang with the soda
Call me Dr fauci
I turn that Pepsi to Coca-Cola
Got some real ties and seen some
Thangs but never told you
I’m the big homie nigga I
Ain’t nevеr rolling over
I’ma tell you pussy niggas how
I remix thе cola
I’ma tell you pussy nigga my
Fiend look like Devin Booker
I got that blank look on
My face like Devin Booker
I’ma tell you bitch niggas I seen more
Things in a trap then a hooker
Remix the Fetty Wap but
You know I ain’t hook ya’
Twenty-five bitches and they
Never became hookers
I’m really in the game bitch
You’re an on-looker
That fentanyl got that blank
Stare like Devin Booker
That heroin make ‘em lay
Down like Devin Booker
I really want that American Pie
Nigga like Ashton Kutcher

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