Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap Friday, artist - Starlito. Album song Hot Chicken, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grind Hard
Song language: English
Trap Friday |
Trap Saturday, Trap Sunday, Trap |
Trap Monday, Trap Jumpin' |
Hello, pull up |
That ridin round servin shit spooky meet me at the spot |
Pull up by yourself, make sure you call before you knock |
I gotta get this other camera fixed, I thought you was the ops |
Just bought lil cuz a Glock, and yeah its always one in the top |
Strapped like a fuckin car cd on them roxies |
Addicted to prescription narcotics |
Yeah since they shot him |
He just want somebody to feel how he feel about it |
Getting it and really bout it |
Still willing to kill about it |
Mixed a mill for the profit |
Imma get me a couple thousand |
Might just call up my old bitch |
I been feelin nostalgic |
Used to serve out of rentals |
Wartime we tint 'em |
And isotal in the cabinet |
Quiet 9 by the blender |
My nigga we really havin it |
All my pockets got cash in it |
Really just need one real bitch |
All the thots you can have 'em |
'Member I when was fucked up |
Bought a spot and a magnum |
And I ain’t never looked back |
And naw I’m not even braggin |
But ever since then |
If I wanted I had it |
Or I grinded till I got it (Grind Hard) |
Yeah you know how I’m rockin |
Ever since then |
If I wanted I had it |
Or I grinded till I got it |
Grind Hard Lito! |
Me and my niggas get it gone soon as that pack arrive |
We gon need so many cards for them lil black Verizons |
Everybody tryna shop like it’s black Friday |
Keep a line of around the spot call it Trap Friday |
I swear I love all my haters when I’m showing out |
Homie just got out — 10 years paper, I’m bout to smoke him out |
I gotta choppa in my car, yeah, yo' hoe can vouch |
And you can give that bitch your heart but I just want the mouth |
You put emoji’s under her pictures, I prolly flown her out |
Told her don’t post it, Ion want no one to know about it |
They asked me where I got these kicks |
But nah they don’t come out |
Don’t ask me where I got this stick shit I just stole some pounds |
Blowing up my phone talking bout I owe him, how? |
Ha, I gave him all ones |
You should’ve brought your gun |
You took a loss, we won |
And it ain’t cost me nothin |
And for that free smoke |
We be on your street dumpin |
Me and my niggas get it gone soon as that pack arrive |
We gon need so many cards for them lil black Verizons |
Everybody tryna shop like it’s black Friday |
Keep a line of around the spot call it Trap Friday |
Me and my niggas get it gone soon as that pack arrive |
We gon need so many cards for them lil black Verizons |
Everybody tryna shop like it’s black Friday |
Keep a line of around the spot call it Trap Friday |