
Trap Goin Crazy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Three
Five
Yea
Yea
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you know
I'm bout that money
That paper for sure
Ah
Uh
Yea
Yea
Yea
Drac' got a drum
I don't care bout no enemies
These niggas broke
They just envy me
Lil bitch gone fuck
For Givenchy feet
Then drive them bags up to Tennessee
Niggas not who
They pretend to be
Hatin' when they supposed to be defending me
Man these niggas be killin me
That's why Ben Frank
The only friend I need
My Trap goin crazy
My Trap goin crazy
Let 'em keep hatin
Aint about the paper
I ain't even got the patience
Ain't about no money
I don't even let it phase me
Swear
Being broke made me
Now the trap goin crazy
Yep
Yea get these bags sold daily
In the hood I'm like Macy's
Trap goin crazy
I swear
I love me a dollar
Bags like Prada
Yea
Yea
Man of my word
Ima stand on my honor
Hand on the Bible
I'll lie to your honor
Can't find you
I'll shoot at you mama
I ain't duckin no drama
Yea
I ain't duckin no drama
Man the niggas be bitches
These niggas be switchin
I ain't tryna kick it
The shoe made by Christian
I walk a lil different
Yea
Stand on this business
Dismissing these bitches
The money the only thing
Peaking my interest
The plug send a twenty
I only paid shipping
Yea
Trap goin crazy
We got flavors you can get em
Cookies
Gelato
And Biscotti Pippen
Got some lows in too
Name ya price I ain't trippin
For real come shop
Yea
Drac' got a drum
I don't care bout no enemies
These niggas broke
They just envy me
Lil bitch gone fuck
For Givenchy feet
Then drive them bags up to Tennessee
Niggas not who
They pretend to be
Hatin when they supposed to be defending me
Man these niggas be killin me
That's why Ben Frank
The only friend I need
My Trap goin crazy
My Trap goin crazy
Let 'em keep hatin
Aint about the paper
I ain't even got the patience
Ain't about no money
I don't even let it phase me
Swear
Being broke made me
Now the trap goin crazy
Yep
Yea get these bags sold daily
In the hood I'm like Macy's
Trap goin crazy