TrapSpot

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I'm trying to put him in a body box I buy hand tings and I'm a dotty shot I'm with my bitch, we taking shots up in Novikov And if you talking ass my bitch has got a lot And free my nigga Melo cause he got a Glock And if you talking straight raw I got a box They day they free my brothers I'm a happy man Rich by 25 my nigga, that the plan I'm smoking out the half, my nigga that's a gram Catch me in the dessert dressed lie Taliban My bitch wants to go out to Hakkasan I give her food and all she want to give me back is [?] [Hook] Whipping whipping whipping in the kitchen I told my little nigga that he really got to listen I don't wanna see you back in prison Plus my new TrapSpot yeah it's kicking Yeah it's kicking They just breathing but we living I told you that my life is kind of different And free my fucking brother cause I miss him One minute they was here... Now they missing [Verse 2] Bro I'm about to and about to kill it Is best you pour some Yack and then you bill it Sitting in the trap with 9 and a midget Going to press it first then I'm going to whip it Hold on Wait a minute I'm about to flip it I was chilling in the trap I had to pivot I heard a knock at the door, it was suspicious I got more work in the house then the [misses] Every other day I do the dishes I put it in the microwave for a minute Then I bring it out and all I see is fishes I send my jail G's P's I go on visits [Hook] Whipping whipping whipping in the kitchen I told my little nigga that he really got to listen I don't wanna see you back in prison Plus my new TrapSpot yeah it's kicking Yeah it's kicking They just breathing but we living I told you that my life is kind of different And free my fucking brother cause I miss him One minute they was here... Now they missing
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Credits
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- Fredo