Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Laugh Now, artist - Trapboy Freddy.
Date of issue: 04.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Laugh Now |
E’rybody with it, 'til somebody hit, I thought that was how you was livin' |
I’ve been hearing all this shit, nigga, I ain’t bowing these niggas (Nigga I |
ain’t bowing these niggas) |
It smell like a go in this car, send a nigga ass to the Lord |
Niggas be talking that gangsta shit 'til somebody head get wiped (Get wiped) |
Way before this rap shit, ask the bity, I been pipin' (Pipin') |
Ridin' with all these guns, still ain’t stopping at no light |
I made that bitch fuck on that bitch, and them bitches wasn’t no dykes |
If they say it’s smoke (Smoke), we pull up, put that shit right out |
Nigga I was selling dope (Dope), I don’t give a fuck about no rap (Nah) |
Body after body, tell your partner dig 'em up (Dig 'em up) |
Should’ve thought about that rush shit 'fore you started dissing us (Pussy) |
I was chilling in the hood, really get my paper up (Hey) |
Have you ever counted money 'til you got a paper cut? |
Eyes bloodshot red, bitches thinking I’m a devil (Cool) |
I ain’t gon' never change, still down for whatever (Bitch) |
Tell 'em laugh now (Laugh now) |
Heard they jumped up out the whip (Skrrt) |
He got ran down (Boom), why you ain’t tell him before the beef? |
You was fan’d out (Haha) |
E’rybody was instigating, look how it panned out (Look how it panned out) |
Heard when they caught him, they caught him with his pants down (Woo) |
I’m droppin' bags on all these bitches, I’m tryna pull up and get 'em (Skrrt) |
E’rybody with it, 'til somebody hit, I thought that was how you was livin' |
I’ve been hearing all this shit, nigga, I ain’t bowing these niggas (Nigga I |
ain’t bowing these niggas) |
It smell like a go in this car, send a nigga ass to the Lord |
Man, I love this gangster shit (Yeah), I gotta keep a gangster bitch (Yeah) |
Everywhere I go, I’m strapped, I gotta keep a bang on me (Boom) |
Only hanging with the slimes, gotta watch out who I’m hanging with (Slat) |
I’m too hood and ashy just to be all on this famous shit (Oh, no-no) |
Pull up to your hood sto', hop out like we’ll paint this bitch (Blrrrd) |
E’rybody mad, make him madder, I’ll start taking shit (Yeah) |
Make a nigga dummy block, serve him in a vacant bitch |
Front door, back door, you know where I’m going with it (Bang) |
We ain’t going for nothin' (Nothin') |
Out of town play, he want him a hunnid (Come on) |
I got a couple bundles, it’s finna be a cold summer (Yeah) |
I’m a real trapper, show you how to make it flip (Flip) |
Dissin' on them tracks, that’s what go yo' patna killed (Pussy) |
Tell 'em laugh now (Laugh now) |
Heard they jumped up out the whip (Skrrt) |
He got ran down (Boom), why you ain’t tell him before the beef? |
You was fan’d out (Haha) |
E’rybody was instigating, look how it panned out (Look how it panned out) |
Heard when they caught him, they caught him with his pants down (Woo) |
I’m droppin' bags on all these bitches, I’m tryna pull up and get 'em (Skrrt) |
E’rybody with it, 'til somebody hit, I thought that was how you was livin' |
I’ve been hearing all this shit, nigga, I ain’t bowing these niggas (Nigga I |
ain’t bowing these niggas) |
(Mama, KaSaun at it again) |
It smell like a go in this car, send they ass to the Lord |
(Send they ass to the lord) |