Trap

Ya niggas don’t smoke like me Yeah Yeah Yeah Trap Trap Nsu nsu gang Do the right thing Higher Walk down ona opp in Balenciaga Baby give me top man she suck it Proper Fell in love with Kon she Hurd I’m a shotta Hit it from the back make her Scream out Dada (Dada) You niggas are lame we are not The same Swerving in these lanes Balling like I’m dame I just copped 4 ounces all in Different strains I just fucked your bitch and I Don’t know her name I tell her link me at the LIRR (Train) Live like GTA how we switching Cars Whip a SRT My grip a SLR Feel like I’m El Chapo mixed With Escobar Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap I fell in love with the trap I make her suck on my sack I had to run up the stacks Get me a pack and run it back Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap I fell in love with the trap I make her suck on my sack (Yeah) I had to run up the stacks Get me a pack run it back You are not my homie You are not my bedrin He thought it was a perky Sold that boy Excedrin We living ina sky baby like the Jetsons Make her shoot her shot I can’t take rejections Hit her with a tag Met her off a mention Her ass stupid fat like she got Injections I been fucking bitches since my First erection I was scooping all the bitches in Detention I was the highest nigga in ski Eyes red teachers always said I Smell like weed I could never fail the high grades What I need You a rookie we elite Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap I fell in love with the trap I make her suck on my sack (Yeah) I had to run up the stacks Get me pack run it back Yeah huh Ou ou Trap Trap