Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap Boys, artist - Lil Mexico. Album song Trench Baby 2.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MMO
Song language: English
Trap Boys |
| Fore’n |
| Double-S |
| Oh Lord, Jetson made another one |
| Gang |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |
| It’s 3 AM, I’m drinking Rémy Martin |
| Tell that grown man I won’t argue, chopper get to sparkin' |
| Paint his head up with the beam and call him Dennis Rodman |
| I got my bag, you tried to count it, so I’m back to robbin' |
| I’m really in the streets, my boy, they said you is a Barbie |
| Big boy dually truck, it ain’t hard to find me |
| How you want your niggas broke? |
| Damn, they should’ve slimed you |
| Eighty thousand on my wrist, bitch, I’m finna time you |
| Bitch I’m finna time it, watch me count it up (Up) |
| They call me Big Guap (Why?), 'cause I mount it up |
| I’m tired of flexing money, I’ma show my force |
| Yeah, you grown, but to this .40 you a little boy |
| I get 'em in, I get 'em off since I jumped off the porch |
| The streets is cold but I will burn you with this fuckin' torch |
| The basket gone as soon as they land on the fuckin' porch |
| My mama told me ball and stunt on all you fuckin' whores |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |
| Bitch, I know you lost so I pour fours every time |
| You know my gang, we rep that red flag, diss that, you dyin' |
| Blue and green money, you might think I’m colorblind |
| I ain’t selling dope, but big bro in the kitchen whippin' pies |
| She say that she don’t smoke weed, pop the X, that get her high |
| You went on a lick with your mans, but when he shoot, how you ain’t fire? |
| You cap like you that dude but we all know you not that guy |
| I’m in a two door coupe late night on your block when I slide |
| 'Member I had dreams to hoop, but right now I just trap and shoot |
| I’m with your bitch in the coupe, she suck my dick the woopty-woop |
| Pop a Perc', no, I pop 2 |
| No, bitch, you can’t hit my juice |
| He say he gon' step on who? |
| Bitch, I’m a fool with that tool |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |
| Is you selling or you buying? |
| You trapping or you lying? |
| Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes |
| Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs |
| Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime |