Treasure Map 2 Lyrics – BigDatVert
Singer: BigDatVert
Title: Treasure Map 2
Treasure Map 2 man
DatVert, DatVert, yeah
Yeah, yeah
The p#ss# was wet, I slipped in
Stay clean the feds they listening
Cannot stop b#tch I’m on a mission
Money got my palms itching
f#ck that b#tch, your balls itching
We not the same we ball different
Her p#ss# wet I fall in it
But that b#tch she crazy, she be trying to start an argument
I make her get lazy when I put it in her arteries
Draco in the trumpet case, n#gg# that’s my starter kit
n#gg# you get all these clips
n#gg# you can’t call this drip
You is what they call a simp
n#gg# you pitiful, I’m f#cking with your hoe
Trap off the scale, lil n#gg# it’s digital
Charge me up too, lil n#gg# you in the hole
When you get rich, lil n#gg# start spinnning more
When you go broke, lil n#gg# stop lending more
Glock on my hip, lil n#gg# it’s visual
Blow that b#tch like an inner tube
Shoot that b#tch like it’s finna cool (Off)
My b#tch too bad, yeah the b#tch too boss
Snitch #ss n#gg#, yeah I know you talk
f#cking this hoe, she from Utah
I got a couple pounds sitting in the U-Haul
Better keep the blick everywhere you walk
This is not my hood, n#gg# going too far
Kill him right now, I won’t cool off (Uh)
Kill a f#ck n#gg#, move back to New York (Uh)
p#ss# #ss rapper, why he thinking too hard (Uh)
I was shooting dice, n#gg# on the schoolyard
The fiends said my coke too white
The police said my tint too dark
How the f#ck you say you gettin money
My n#gg# you rent the car
Three bad hoes in my bed
They less than an inch apart
Hold up man, let me hit the f#cking weed man
Treasure Map 2, these n#gg#s ain’t ready
Uh, come and give me that good top, girl my day was long
Aye, he was talking sh#t out his mouth and now his face gone
I stay with some killers, them n#gg#s nuts, them n#gg#s acorns, uh
Shoot up your block, lil n#gg# we hop out the motherf#cking Wraith blowing, uh
Spin back to the crime scene, yeah the police they putting out tape for him
It ain’t the n#gg# birthday but we had to bake a cake for him
How the f#ck you say you getting money, n#gg# you got a fake charm
So much f#cking ice on my wrist I might need a fake arm
This n#gg# he got broke as a b#tch and I need to pray for him
f#ck with me I call up them killers and you know they swarm
Pull out the new glizzy, stand still n#gg#, best stay calm
I know a couple cats in BR, a couple from Lake Charles
I don’t play basketball, but I know some shooters come take the charge
f#ck with me lil n#gg#, yeah you know you gone need a f#cking guard
Ooh, bodyguard
Yeah, yeah
I got lots of hard sh#t
Aye, yeah
Garage lit
Aye, yeah
Skrt
Treasure Map 2
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