Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trap Love , by - PósaRelease date: 21.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trap Love |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| She addicted, now she in love with it |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| Hey, she addicted, now she in love with it |
| I might come up on the truth |
| She might get slow, might make a wreck |
| I might run into her drawers |
| And get out, might face a pet |
| I got niggas for the low |
| For them niggas who wanna tech |
| How much the shit you wanna know? |
| Fucking your bitch and bring her back |
| I’m never caught in the high |
| They all know I play it cool |
| Ain’t in feelings, they wanna fight |
| I’m just tryna run out the loop |
| Pay out some niggas, what it is |
| Don’t feel nobody, ain’t no cold |
| She like dippin' dabbin' in pound |
| She came a victim in the hoe |
| Took her to the trap now she in love with it |
| She ain’t scared to get in trouble, she gon' thug with me |
| , I know you fuck with it |
| all in my boots, nah, ain’t a dove in it |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| She addicted, now she in love with it |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| Hey, she addicted, now she in love with it |
| that bank, I blew it on myself |
| Bought some drink, a house, some kush |
| The rest I blew it on her hair |
| Catch me in Atlanta |
| I still got Louis, I don’t wear |
| Y’all busy worrying 'bout them necks |
| Look at what’s gon' be over there |
| Fuck with me on the plug |
| They pree me, watching me grub |
| But when the hood turning me up |
| Yeah, I made the way out the mud |
| Where was you? |
| I wouldn’t work with |
| Run and tell me, well that’s a cuff |
| If she love to chill, wife her up |
| Took her to the trap now she in love with it |
| She ain’t scared to get in trouble, she gon' thug with me |
| , I know you fuck with it |
| all in my boots, nah, ain’t a dove in it |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| She addicted, now she in love with it |
| Took your bitch to the trap hole now she in love with it |
| Hey, whole lotta geekin', plus there’s drugs in it |
| Lotta money, lotta poon, might hide your girl in it |
| Hey, she addicted, now she in love with it |