Dirty Vans - Comfortable lyrics

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Dirty Vans - Comfortable lyrics

(Chorus) Boss sh**, if we talking losses then I took a few I take a few Smoke it by the box that's what that paper do Dirty money, I trap a few Wake up pa** a f**ing deuce Still stuffing chickens in the coupe Sill testing what them b**hes do What b**hes do I talk about what riches do Can't tell you about them business moves If money talk, I talk it too You don't know who you talking to I pay you just to walk it through My trap house very comfortable My trap house very comfortable (Verse 1: Gino Marley) My trap house very comfortable That pistol's very lovable I whip a deuce then chuck a deuce then b**hes come in by the few What b**hes do, them b**hes do I worry bout what riches do Worry bout what chickens do Can't put you in my business move Show you what that trapping do Then show you what that action do Riding cars, they back to back Oh lil' b**h gon' play bulletproof I smoke it by the pound And front your bother a lil' pack or two Can't worry what a rapper do I worry bout what my trap gon' do Worry if my pistol shoot And praying that my lean get through Praying that them pounds get through We got Madonna walking through Worry if my pistol shoot And praying that my lean get through And praying that them pounds get through We got Madonna walking through (Chorus) Boss sh**, if we talking losses then I took a few I take a few Smoke it by the box that's what that paper do Dirty money, I trap a few Wake up pa** a f**ing deuce Still stuffing chickens in the coupe Sill testing what them b**hes do What b**hes do I talk about what riches do Can't tell you about them business moves If money talk, I talk it too You don't know who you talking to I pay you just to walk it through My trap house very comfortable My trap house very comfortable (Verse 2: Gino Marley) I still roll my hands with old money Still get paper cuts Still money huh? If you ain't got no money, I ain't pulling up Ain't picking up and I can't f** with you if you switching up Can't take that route or take that trip or f** that b**h unless my money come Or a 40 come OG Kush it down my lungs An OG drinking down my punch A hundred where I'm coming from Still a hundred where I'm coming from And walking with it comfortable And trapping, got my oven on And tapping got my system swollen Told you that make my shooter warm Still go to that corner store Still go where I wanna go Moving with my cutter close Close the door Still go to that corner store Still go where I wanna go Moving with my cutter close Close the door, I'm comfortable (Chorus) Boss sh**, if we talking losses then I took a few I take a few Smoke it by the box that's what that paper do Dirty money, I trap a few Wake up pa** a f**ing deuce Still stuffing chickens in the coupe Sill testing what them b**hes do What b**hes do I talk about what riches do Can't tell you about them business moves If money talk, I talk it too You don't know who you talking to I pay you just to walk it through My trap house very comfortable My trap house very comfortable