Trap boy Lyrics

Yea crodie cro where he at ? That's Duce Duce Grammy just poured a whole pint and I took her shit

Put the beam up to his chest, that's assist

Watch who you call your brother? These niggas change quick

If I ain't got the sauce, lil' bro make them gravy

Yes I got the work, and I flip it daily

If I catch you hanging with a fake, I'll whack your baby

This a new two-step move that I do with the Draky

Yeah, we trooped up like the fucking Navy

It's just me and Duce, we dumb and dumber

If we catch that nigga up in traffic, we gon' hit his bumper

Lil' bitch hanging with the gang, her niggas a buster

Beat ah nigga ass for no cost, I did it for the free

And no, you can't spend the night, you gotta pay that for that fee

Bitch all up in my face, she want the yahky

Oh, you tryna fuck on the gang? That's fine with me

Alright, that's fine with me

Shit, that's fine with me

Yeah, Ight

It was just me and infant

Two chops, late night which Door we kickingThis a new baby a with the what

This a new baby a with the cooling kit

Get your noodles hit

Double cup, look like Ninja Turtle

Bitch, you fucking with a boss, something like Steve Urkel

Dumbass nigga play in a circle, he gon' play ball

I got a couple shooters in the cut, knock a nigga face off

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