Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trap Phone , by - Taylor Gang. Release date: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trap Phone |
| Lemme chirp these fools |
| Good one Richard |
| Pass out, he gon though |
| Ayo man, what y’all put in this joint? |
| Oh this that KK? |
| I handle business on my trap phone, oh |
| If you need it then I got it for ya, oh |
| If you want it, it won’t take long, no |
| My niggas always got it for you |
| Money Making Mitch |
| Old beamer on your bitch |
| On the gang, on my name |
| Swear that I would never switch |
| Man Wizzle hit the switch |
| Bring your friends who you wit |
| Girl this outfit fire, I just bought it, we lit |
| Still with it, still get it for the low if niggas need it |
| Four bottles, four models, kick you out if you conceited |
| Gang gang twist my fingers |
| Couple pieces in the cleaners |
| You could keep her I don’t cuff her |
| On my momma, fuck you thinkin' |
| Rubber bands in my hands tryna' throw it in the zone |
| All night no curfew she responded, boy I’m grown |
| Drop your homegirls off don’t be playing, let me know |
| Don’t hit my main line hit me on my trap phone |
| Thats on crip |
| I handle business on my trap phone, oh |
| If you need it then I got it for ya, oh |
| If you want it, it won’t take long, no |
| My niggas always got it for you |
| Money got them backstrokes |
| Sour got my Eyes lows |
| Only hit my trap phone |
| Alright, if you need four |
| Kush in the raw tray |
| Blunts with the Bombay |
| Trappin out the hallway |
| Servin' niggas all day |
| Tellin' thats a no no |
| Stay away from po-po |
| Stuntin in my photos |
| Rockin' all this polo |
| Only talk to OGs, smokin' on this strong weed |
| My bank account is OD |
| Hoes stay on me |
| I handle business on my trap phone, oh |
| If you need it then I got it for ya, oh |
| If you want it, it won’t take long, no |
| My niggas always got it for you |
| And I’m probably fucking your bitch |
| Just put the '61 on pumps |
| Had to juice it up |
| Haters loosen up |
| We just doin' us |
| Four pumps, I got fluid in the trunk |
| Hit the corner doing three wheels |
| Let the right corner dump |
| Two licks in the back, one in the front |
| Plus I got that skunk rolled up, the streets showed us |
| How to gain control emoted, pull it out ain’t a stain on it |
| King of Pittsburgh so I moved to California |
| Hit your girl now she horny |
| Bought the low rider, went and stored me |
| We ain’t into fake, them niggas corny |
| Them cameras on so we stay performing |
| Just call my name when the plane boarding |
| Gang |
| The trap line is open, just chirp me |
| We done rolled |