MVP Lyrics

This the trap in the year, yeah this shit goin' up

You can play if you want it, ain't shit to get touched

Kick the bitch out if she doin' too much, I ain't fuckin' with you, you be doin' too much

Why you doin' too much

Got the sheets and the funnel, this shit comin' clutch

Yeah I could fuck with you bitch, but you don't like it rough

It's a pack of the za, nah I ain't servin huff

In the back of the car, nah I ain't servin her

Turn the fuck up, tell her shake it

Got a bad lil' bitch gettin' naked, got the sheets and the funnel, you know imma bake it

When that ass get to clappin you know imma quake it

You ain't cute enough bitch, yeah you just gotta wake it, it could be what you make it

She would sit on my lap and she just like to shake it

Get her drippin' like water, you just gotta lake it

I aint pressed about a bitch who was basic, nigga I ain't pressed about a bitch who gon' fake it

If you love me bitch, take it

Fuck it up

Got a couple grams on me, I fuck it up

She a freak in the sheets, but I see the bitch blushin' up

If she spit on the dick, then a bitch need to suck it up, lil' bitch need to buff it up

Smokin' so much that a nigga just puff it up

When I fell on the curb yeah my mama said I need to toughen up

I just fucked on that bitch, that's a hoe that you cuffin' up

I put pizza all up in her hut, yeah you know I'm stuff it up

When im doing the show, get the strap in

Don't need the beef, I need racks on the backend

She be all in my dick, cause she know that I'm trappin

She be fuckin' for money, lil' bitch I be stackin, she know I'm the captain

Get it crunchy with niggas, press down bout that action

Build a Glock 43, I need all the attachments

He was talkin' real tough, I'ma give him a caption

Bitch boy got caught lackin

This boy got caught stackin

I'll get this, track hawk got traction

Bitch I like this, drop racks on fashion

Bitch I like this, talk hot while smashin'

I been talkin' my shit while I grip on her neck

Bet this grip on her ass got her callin' collect

I been lookin' like nike cause I'm boutta check

He just think cause I'm laughin' that I'm not a threat, put you in a stretch

This the trap in the year, yeah this shit goin' up

You can play if you want it, ain't shit to get touched

Kick the bitch out if she doin' too much, I ain't fuckin' with you, you be doin' too much

Why you doin' too much

Got the sheets and the funnel, this shit comin' clutch

Yeah I could fuck with you bitch, but you don't like it rough

It's a pack of the za, nah I ain't servin huff

In the back of the car, nah I ain't servin her