Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trap, artist - Zaytoven. Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Song language: English
Trap |
| On God |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Who let them hoes in the trap? |
| Yeah, yeah |
| It’s too many bows in the trap |
| Yeah, yeah |
| I got that gas, if you want a bag, pull up at the Texaco |
| And I had to check a ho |
| If I pull up late, I’ma serve a lil' extra more |
| Glock on my right, chop on the shelf |
| Smokin' Cookie, tryna clear up the air |
| Mama all mad, I’ma throw her some money |
| I fix up her hair for them times we was bummy |
| I used to be dummy (Yeah, yeah) |
| If it was a lick, I was on it (On God) |
| You got it, lil' brother, now want it |
| Glock 23 on my hip, never lonely |
| We smokin' that pressure and making our next move |
| I stay having hoes in the next room |
| She tripping, she just want attention |
| The bitch never got it 'cause she never listened |
| The other one straight but the other one bad |
| She got a mouth and she makin' me mad |
| So many racks, had to buy me a new stash |
| Now look, this ho talkin' 'bout a new bag |
| Raised in the trap, I don’t care 'bout no drip |
| When I’m not rappin', I’m back in the bricks |
| Shoppers up late, boy, you bound to get slid |
| They said they want smoke, I extended the clip |
| It’s really hectic, don’t come to my section |
| Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon |
| Get a lil' money, then niggas start flexin' |
| You ain’t no trapper, go get a profession |
| Who let them hoes in the trap? |
| (On God) |
| The fuck out the spot, what is you doin'? |
| It’s too many bows in the trap (Fuck) |
| Break that shit down, get that shit movin' |
| It’s really hectic, don’t come to my section |
| Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon |
| Get a lil' money, then niggas start flexin' |
| You ain’t no trapper, go get a profession |
| Who let them hoes in the trap? |
| (Huh?) |
| The fuck out the spot, what is you doin'? |
| It’s too many bows in the trap (Get 'em gone) |
| Break that shit down, get that shit movin' |
| He said he need what and he need it by when? |
| It’s a bet, nigga, meet at the Chevron |
| My bitch in the car, it’s a mug on her face |
| She just mad 'cause I won’t get her hair done |
| And if you want smoke, it’s whatever you wanna do |
| And you knowin' what we on |
| I told my lil' partner I’m lovin' that chopper sound |
| I should make it my ringtone |
| I’m the same nigga that didn’t have nothin' |
| I was walkin', sleepin' in the street |
| I’m the same nigga with the Pumas on |
| Now I keep the latest on my feet |
| I’m the same nigga had to rob for a re-up |
| And now I’m chilling with my feet up |
| I’m the same nigga with the same team |
| GMF, nigga, no, we can’t team up |
| I just came back off the block and I got it, yeah |
| Look at this shit in my pocket |
| Them niggas gon' hate on a nigga |
| The way that I’m takin' off just like a rocket |
| If it ain’t 'bout no money, then stop it |
| Take a break, I’ma switch up the topic |
| Lil' shawty just wanted to fuck |
| So we did, and I beat that bitch leg out the socket |
| It’s really hectic, don’t come to my section |
| Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon |
| Get a lil' money, then niggas start flexin' |
| You ain’t no trapper, go get a profession |
| Who let them hoes in the trap? |
| (On God) |
| The fuck out the spot, what is you doin'? |
| It’s too many bows in the trap (Fuck) |
| Break that shit down, get that shit movin' |
| It’s really hectic, don’t come to my section |
| Everybody young and we clutchin' a weapon |
| Get a lil' money, then niggas start flexin' |
| You ain’t no trapper, go get a profession |
| Who let them hoes in the trap? |
| (On God) |
| The fuck out the spot, what is you doin'? |
| It’s too many bows in the trap (I swear) |
| Break that shit down, get that shit movin' |