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I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made it,
That,
Bitch I’m official,
Ill slap yo bitch ass with a pistol,
Leave a Jordan logo,
On your forehead,
If you want the smoke,
We got the crystal,
If you want an issue,
This gun won’t miss you,
Have your face sitting on a postcard
Inside the nightstand,
underneath the tissues,
I’m gonna show you what messing around with my hood do
Leave you all groomed up stuffed in a box,
In a good suit,
We really tried to warm him,
Now his family has to mourn him,
The way he got mangled,
You’d swore we had torn him,
Get back was successful,
Get back was handled,
I like when bitches let me see them topless,
And offered me a handful,
Then I offer them a mouthful,
You being real that’s doubtful,
Pull up to the spot in my spaceship,
Make yo bitch be like oh wow,
How cool,
Bitch I’m sickest,
And my thotties the thickest,
My thotties the baddest,
They give me top in Bugattis,
The way she taking that dick in,
The shit have her gagging,
The shit got me snoozing,
Im forever winning,
And if I’m the opposite of you then,
you gone be forever losing,
Yo bitch may love you,
But she like me,
She say I’m way better at piping,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made a duplex a trap,
I made a duplex a trap house,
I made it,
That,
Details
GeneratedNov 18, 2025
Duration1:50
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap gangster drug selling muder juke blues slow music rap
Credits
Prompt by
BOTZ
BOTZModelAria v5
