Lyrics Hashtag 2 - Mischief, SJ, ASAP

Hashtag 2

Hashtag Trappin, Hashtag Drilling
I’ma trap everday, till I’m slow and old
Hashtag Trappin, Hashtag Drilling
That’s how my Nokia does
That’s how my Nokia goes
Always live in the beef
I wouldn’t feel right if this beef weren’t kicking (live)
Ain’t lacked since a teen
It Wouldn’t feel right I got caught slipping (you know)
I’ll always do heart, no toes
Got forbid that I show man different
Stretch O’s and I’ll leave him' stretched
Hashtag Trapping
Hashtag Drillin
I heard em' boys out on the block, chillin
Can we go 'round and drill it?
(drill it)
I know one bird
She just got ah house in cunch'
Come we go graft and bill it?
(bill it)
And fill this nokia phone with digits
I need the gwop, I ain’t kiddin' (kiddin')
The trap ain’t dead, it’s alive
And it’s kicking
Couldn’t rap drill if I did no work (couldn't)
My brother that’s murked (hubadar)
Trap and drill man did that first
I missed calls on lurks (no order)
Grip heat no fire works
Opp blocks we leave them turnt (turnt up)
Back shanks, back mine you’ll turn out worse (worse)
They treat me like a star when I’m back in my hood (gip)
My brother that’s ments (ments)
Like I weren’t out ere tryna chef guys down
And load up skengs (troublesome)
Took risks when man did hotbox dingers (smoke in cars)
Put skengs on peds (irstly)
They talk about unknown drills that’s funny (punks)
Can’t be mans ends (can't be mans friends)
I re up and I get that gone (re up)
Told guys mans way too trappy
Hotline bling no drizzy song (ring, ring)
Round there I gripped and swerved
Feds chase gear 4 them turns
Skr, skr, skr
Fly them humps and mount them curbs
We pull on man, no secrets
Badmans dem no idiots (idiots)
0−10 Gang dem were spleeging
0−9'teen it’s a Glee ting (Glee ting)
Bake of mode I’m treesing
Phone going off I’m leaving (leaving)
Bro walked with the ruby
Fendi Ice, it’s ah piece ting (piece ting)
And ST’s cubans dancing
Rose Goldting, no glancing (glancing)
Man splash man down like ah artist
The 12 gauge spreads on targets (targets)
Free mad 'Itch', from the wok house
Little bro told us to bruck it' (bruck it)
Dick down any mans gyal
2nd time round, bitch lock it
2 L’s up, mans jogging
When it’s 2 L’s up it’s popping (popping)
Flashy fuck
Don’t stunt on the gang, in the hood
Mans dem robbing
Murder wass like «bro»
Tell ah man, «pick your coffin» (coffin)
Anytime we ching down man
Civilians scriming «Stop it!»
Ring, Ring
That’s how my Nokia does
That’s how my Nokia goes (ring)
Tom just bought like 8'teen dark
I hope he don’t overdose (shit)
I know one bird
She just got ah house in cunch'
She said I can’t trap from her home (I'm calm)
I told her, «I Love Money»
Then she said she loves coke (mad)
Take ah trip to the opp block
Then do ah drill live’o (bow)
Then it’s back to the ends
Laugh out loud then cookie buds to the dome (trappy)
Same shit everyday
Cop grub and then get dat sold (sold)
I’ma trap everyday until I’m slow and old (truss)
Always live in the beef
I wouldn’t feel right if this beef weren’t kicking (live)
Ain’t lacked since a teen
It Wouldn’t feel right I got caught slipping (you know)
I’ll always do heart, no toes
Got forbid that I show man different
Stretch O’s and I’ll leave him' stretched
Hashtag Trapping
Hashtag Drillin
I heard em' boys out on the block, chillin
Can we go 'round and drill it?
(drill it)
I know one bird
She just got ah house in cunch'
Come we go graft and bill it?
(bill it)
And fill this nokia phone with digits
I need the gwop, I ain’t kiddin' (kiddin')
The trap ain’t dead, it’s alive
And it’s kicking