Trappin' ft. Notiz Yong Lyrics

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

Thought it was a stunt grab the little pump shoot that little punk

He ain't want no funk, been a savage before I was Twenty One

I'll put up my fist before pulling that gun

Bring competition I swear I won't run

I promise I'm blessed I am God's son

I am the next big thing rip Pun

Oh you thought I was finished I swear I'm not done

I'm the best in my city I'll sign your girl titty

She say you her man but she's screaming out Whitty

But that's not her fault I'm a hundred you fifty

Fuck with me wrong get you shot up like Ricky (Bang Bang)

No I ain't from Long Beach but I been insane

Fuck what you claim you all the same, your big homie ashamed

Got to get a grip, nah I never flip hop in the whip baby let's just dip

I don't need no black light know you counterfeit

Once I cut off that snitch then we all get rich

Ima' make it go smooth ain't no bumps in the road

Bring me that beat turn that glitter to gold

Got it off YouTube they just marked it sold

They ain't even know me they was loving my flow

Write me a check sign it and cut it I need it right now put that in your budget

She loving my style she just want to suck it they know that we winning end of discussion

Look at me wrong and big homie is clutching

I'm here for the chicken not for the clucking

Stop saying you hard and your chains you been tucking

Been real from the jump you can hate it or love it

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

Who the fuck said I ain't got to be low key

Be the one in the cut planning out these schemes

Everything that I do is for my seed

Toe to Toe we can squab it out I been ready to bleed

Ready to flee, Ready to drink

Blowing my cheese while I don't get sleep

I just want peace what money don't wait

Want what I can keep if I ain't gon' pay (Yeah yeah)

Y'all forcing to shoot up greed right through my veins (Yeah yeah)

And the question remains how I don't go insane

I just been numb to the bullshit

Been high more then half my life

Y'all ain't facing me with what is basic

For a change please let me be surprised

Everything's that's been offered the same bitch

Only raps illegal in this life

Well it isn't mine it isn't mine

When caught with a pack don't drop no dime (Yeah)

Steady snitching penny pitching

Every season pass by you got the wrong intention

Whether you just living or have been killing

With no living things how would you get mention

Round the greatest to ever do it

And the current ones to ride the wave for the moment

Who am I to choose sides between what's worst and worst

Or don't have any fucking meaning

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)

I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)

I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan

Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam