Trap House

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Trap House

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[Intro] Eeh, eeh (Dubba-AA flex) Uh, they don't want no smoke Slatt, big chocker on my neck (David Tell Em) [Chorus] Traphouse, trapped out, every pack gone now (Uh, uh) Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45 (Uh, uh, uh) Straight up out them trenches, now young nigga rockin' shows out (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Told her, "Pay attention, bitch, just listen, cut your phone off" (Uh, uh, This Is The Sound) Five phones, lotta dope, thick hoes, condos Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow (Bah) Nigga talkin' like he raw, but you know I really know When they try to cut me off, I'ma show 'em how it go [Verse 1] Pull up flexin' with my niggas with some shiny bones (Shiny) I told him that that shit won't long, I had to buss his dome Yeah, talkin' like he want some smoke, he better bome it down Thuggin' with his niggas, pussy when they not around (Boy) Big house, big Glock, big knots, no lie (Ayy) Say he want with me, bet, catch him, hit him with that fire (Ayy, bah) House arrest on my leg, got in trouble with the cops Fuck that, post up, hundred shots on that block [Chorus] Traphouse, trapped out, every pack gone now (Let's go) Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45 (Come here) Straight up out them trenches, now young nigga rockin' shows out (Uh) Told her, "Pay attention, bitch, just listen, cut your phone off" (That bitch) Five phones, lotta dope, thick hoes, condos Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow Nigga talkin' like he raw, but you know I really know When they try to cut me off, I'ma show 'em how it go [Verse 2] Said we beefin' (What?) Shorty tweakin', catch him out in public, up and squeeze it (Uh, boom, baow) Where I find him be the same spot that I'ma leave it (For real) Text a paragraph, don't read it, bitch, I straight delete it (That shit) Stupid bitch say I'm conceited (Yeah), pull up flexin' bad (Slime) 40 Glock I buss yo' ass (Ayy), say she like my swag Whole lotta money in my bag, make me test your ass (I'll test you) Bitch, I'ma kill you if you don't pass, I ain't never mad (Yeah), I cut a ho off super fast, slime [Chorus] Traphouse, trapped out, every pack gone now (Let's go) Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45 Straight out them trenches, now young nigga rockin' shows now (Uh) Told her, "Pay attention, bitch, just listen, cut your phone off" Five phones, lotta dope, thick hoes, condos Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow (Bang) Nigga talkin' like he raw, but you know I really know When they try to cut me off, I'ma show 'em how it go [Outro] Five hoes Big dope Big poles, they go blam Uh, know I'm slime, nigga, uh, uh, uh (That got no sense) Uh, uh, uh, uh, backdoor Used to wash my clothes in a safe, but I got Ms now Got a lot of money, what you think? Wish I let—

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Credits

Writers
  • YoungBoy Never Broke Again
  • Dubba-AA
  • David Tell Em
  • Brandon Bostic