Trappiano Lyrics

Trying be like the piano

That bitch got keys

She said she want some like a trap nigga

& she got me

She like when I hit from the back

Pull on her tracks

& fuck up her weave

Don't like a trick but a trick in my sleeve

I been seeing paper over tricks in my sleep

Trying be like a piano

That bitch got keys

She said she want some like a trap nigga

& she got me

She like when I hit from the back

Pull on her tracks

& fuck up her weave

Don't like a trick but a trick in my sleeve

I been seeing paper over tricks in my sleep

Young nigga getting to ts & it shows

She gave me some bud

I gave her a rose

Ts in they face & im peeping hate

Bout to have a parade make em turn up they nose

You can smell the weed on me in my clothes

I fire up the blicky I'm striking my pose

All it take is me & one hoe

Make a movie like a HBO

I had to make a decision get up & go get it

I made a commitment

Got me a group then laid out the blueprint

Now ya boy gotta committee

You never put in no work

Get ts out the dirt

So ik you can't feel me

Niggas ain't got no vision

Nigga tryna stack a hunnid milli

Finna get the coupe with no ceiling

Like where it go that bitch missing

I might go pick up yo mistress

We gone be tremendous

I feel like Wayne got no ceiling

Jumpin out the gym pippen

Bitch bad on heels pimping

Know I took her heart off the rip

It ain't no stopping you know it's a go Uh uh

You know it's a go

P.O.T 420 yea that's fasho

In ya face

On ya head

We at ya throat

Stayed down

Came up

Know how that go

Finna get some more

I get ts like a ghost

Get ts then I get ghost

Don't see competition but if you can see how I'm feeling

You know you don't even come close

In ya face

On ya head

We at ya throat

Stayed down

Came up

Know how that go

Finna get some more

I get ts like a ghost

Get ts then I get ghost

Don't see competition but if you can see how I'm feeling

You know you don't even come close

Trying be like the piano

That bitch got keys

She said she want some like a trap nigga

& she got me

She like when I hit from the back

Pull on her tracks

& fuck up her weave

Don't like a trick but a trick in my sleeve

I been seeing paper over tricks in my sleep

Trying be like a piano

That bitch got keys

She said she want some like a trap nigga

& she got me

She like when I hit from the back

Pull on her tracks

& fuck up her weave

Don't like a trick but a trick in my sleeve

I been seeing paper over tricks in my sleep

Young nigga getting to ts & it shows