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Servin Lyrics - Trap God - Gucci Mane

[Verse 1:] 

I use to trap on the corner but that was decades ago 

I was high as a cloud and that was seconds ago 

I had the game in the lock a couple records ago 

And I ain't never trust nobody I would check in the door 

And if you spend a living molding your necklace will glow 

He see me textin the phone and I ain't choking the hoe 

But he keep talkin bout a gangsta, he put fault in the hoe 

I gave my dentist a 50 just for my trophies to show 

I look like Pablo Escobar the way I'm holding the drow 

I feel like Bunklin George, I got so many bills from the plug 

I got a suite apartment in the part mit under the rug 

And every drank in my frigerator filled up with mud 

 

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[Hook:] 

I don't know bout nobody else but I don't servin 

And as long as these bads come in I'm gonna circle 

Niggas say they ain't getting money but I don't work it 

I'm runnin with so much dough that I'm nervous 

If the police tryina pull up on me I'm gonna swerve em 

You ain't never seen so many guns on one person 

Dump truck, 2 trucks came on one person 

You need to switch up the shit you doin, just ain't working 

 

[Verse 2:] 

They got me feeling like me, no couple mill in the safe 

But when snitched at the end, it was a slap in the face 

I need a bitch like Keyshia, shout your mill of the day 

And Puggy smoke, what the fuck G minor put some trust in the J 

13 thousand dollars' worth of narcotics wrapped in some tape 

I spent 130 thousand dollars just on my drapes 

I got a coke model, supermodel feedin me grapes 

And you can keep the money nigga cause your payment too late 

And you ain't coming with me nigga, you tryina run in the way 

You're just a spy telling lies, tryina look at our play 

You call me country to my face, I hit your ass with this K 

Tomahawk, chop your head off, home of the brave 

 

[Hook:] 

I don't know bout nobody else but I don't servin 

And as long as these bads come in I'm gonna circle 

Niggas say they ain't getting money but I don't work it 

I'm runnin with so much dough that I'm nervous 

If the police tryina pull up on me I'm gonna swerve em 

You ain't never seen so many guns on one person 

Dump truck, 2 trucks came on one person 

You need to switch up the shit you doin, just ain't working 

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