Trap Music

Lyrics
[Chorus: Chill] Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music [Verse 1: BandGang Javar] Gotta be cautious, niggas want my [?], no no Can't trust these bitches, they just want my bread, no no Just switched my number, plug on my head Could've paid up, ran off instead On the road all summer Paid 26 for them blues, you know I'm coming Two hoes in the backseat, you know they stuffing I'ma show them hoes how to swipe, soon as we hit Kentucky In [?] they got that bando jumping I know that bitch high, but fuck it The narks run up in there, I'm flushing Jackboys run up in here, I'm busting [Chorus: Chill] Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music [Verse 2 ?] Trapping, slapping I get shit cracking Fresh in from the bay, you know I'm 'bout to tax him 27 for a pee, you can have it You ain't tryna cop? Then why you asking? Trap music You [?] to it [?] to it Toat the strap to it Beat the doors down Off the hinges, nigga What my spot doing? Ain't your Business, nigga Plug on my ass Fuck him, I ain't looking back He really fucked up When he fronted that I 96 to my destonation Driver, hurry up, I got somebody waiting [Chorus: Chill] Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Trap music Don't abuse it, don't confuse it Yeah, I do it Trap music Trap music Trap music [Verse 3 ?] Kids killing kids Girls fucking girls This the type of shit we see up in this crazy world See some shit that I done seen, it probably make you [?] You probably fold up like a bitch, it probably make you kirl Bosses always move swift Get the cookie in the [?] mix it up like cool whip You be running when you see me, Tom and Jerry through this bitch I be running up them digits, not a worry through this bitch Nigga Had to grind for my respect Set it down inside the trap, took my time and got a check I be snapping like [?] If you coming at me wrong, nigga, better come correct
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Credits
- Writers
- BandGang Javar
- Chill (Detroit)