Fill The Room Up

Uh, bless yo trap
Uh
Fill the room up
Yeah
(This beat from Murda) yeah

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Fill the room up with some ones
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Fill the room up with some ones

She gon' shake that ass and put that molly on her tongue
From the trenches I'm the one
I get eighty-thousand dollars just to sing a fuckin' song (ayy)
Damn they doubted me so hard
My ex kicked me out the house, I made a million the next month
You don't know how that shit feel
I can give every bitch I dated a fuckin' mil'

Saint Laurent Rug, she got designer carpet burn
She been on her knees so long, look like the clockey turn
Blew hundreds so new look like them bitches got a perm
Bought my bitch some titties, thought the old ones wasn't firm
Damn my ego out the roof
I deserve it, I ain't never got a dollar losing 2's
Bitch I came out of the mud, no silver spoon
Fuck a friend cause I ain't never had one, slimed them on the roof

Stack some ones
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Fill the room up with some ones
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Fill the room up with some ones

Stack hundreds taller than my shoulders
Bitch I'm rich, act like I don't even know ya
I got two Rollies on, I put my AP up
VVS diamond bracelet, my wrist stayed up
Turbo coupe, drop, top
Hit the gas, he can't keep up
Big bag, I'm like, "So what?"
She suck a dick and 'til her throat hurt
Said that she wanna meet Smokepurpp

Fill the room up with some ones
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Fill the room up with some ones
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Fill the room up with some ones