Traphouse

Lyrics

[Hook] I just wanna smoke a zip and pass out My vision clear when the lights out Mama pulled up to the crib it's gassed out She think we living in a traphouse Round and round we go Round and round we go Mama I ain't trapping That's just how we roll Round and round we go Back and forth we roar Mama I ain't leaving in a traphouse [Verse: Princyboii] I ain't living in the trap, the trap be living up in me The people thinking I'm a dealer, but I just get it for free Got bad chicks on the eye, my s7 got more Let's pile the money to the ceiling, all of my niggas are raw All of my niggas they bossing, taking bottles to the head You came with your girl and you lost her, now she chilling with the gang Now she chilling with the boys, high levels with the noise Chop it flip it like I make a salad, all this green around me I deploy I'm in the trap, my niggas they're flipping the pack My day to day is like a movie, run it, run it, run it back I'm just trying to get to the money, got the vison like clear She cheating on you on the low, I told her to pull up with Claire You don't get it that's an inside, plenty women over this side They're making it hard to decide, you will never get to this height It's LGM and fuck the opposition, everybody knowing that we're winning now Pull up in your city and we shut it down with my dreads swinging like the predator [Hook] I just wanna smoke a zip and pass out My vision clear when the lights out Mama pulled up to the crib it's gassed out She think we living in a traphouse Round and round we go Round and round we go Mama I ain't trapping That's just how we roll Round and round we go Back and forth we roar Mama I ain't leaving in a traphouse [Verse: Terry Bling] Oh my God Guess I'm high again Mama pulled up to the crib How do I pretend? Pull up to the club With ma niggas yeah it's me again When we step up in the building Niggas know we run this thang I'm too loud I'm too loud Ma cologne 420 I'm too fly The Dj turning up but no-one gives a (woo woo!) I'm the pilot now yelling blasé blasé Ghost pulled up he be ducking up the feds Plus I got a couple kilos in the hideout where its safe I've been thinking bout supplying To ma mama I keep my word Tell me do you understand? Do you really understand? She got the Power!! (Woo woo woo woo!) Man of the hour!! (Ye ye ye!) Hustler of the year Hustler of the year Ma nigga pulled up He be on that trapping everyday! [Hook] I just wanna smoke a zip and pass out My vision clear when the lights out Mama pulled up to the crib it's gassed out Mama I ain't leaving in a traphouse