In The Trap ft. Sluttyboi J Lyrics

In the trap, just me and St0

You ain't shoppin', gotta go

Fuck That dissin' up the Sco'

Shit get deep, go toe-to-toe

Bad bitch, give me throat

She like drinkin' Henny, coke

I been countin' plenty dough

I ain't down bad anymore

In the trap, just me and St0

You ain't shoppin', gotta go

Fuck that dissin' up the scope

Shit get deep, go toe-to-toe

Bad bitch, give me throat

She like drinkin' Henny, coke

I been countin' plenty dough

I ain't down bad anymore

I'm a real park baby

I Ain't got a cap in none of my raps

Play it cool, just don't make the wrong move

That's how your bitch ass get slapped

She drop the pin and we get em' gone

I call the blitz and them youngins attack

You ain't gettin' money, cryin' bout a bitch

She come to the crib and I'm crackin' her back

Niggas stop chatting, get back

I'm jhi li Coolin ain't worry about shit But stackin' these racks, these racks

I'm on the moneyhunt I'm on them paper run

I'm finna run up 20, it's nun

Stackin' this paper up, got out my feelings

So we can fuck up the summer

When I rap, I don't gotta cap

All of my bitches bad

And we have a lil' nigga slapped

I'm fuckin' with slime, that's slatt

Free car surfing, catch us a hat

This watch a timeless pat

Shells hit the floor when a nigga start wavin' that blatt

Talkin' bout this, you ain't never do that

Cap just a cap, you ain't livin' like that

Ooh-wee, what that money make a bitch do

Bend it over, wax her shit, we finna make a flick, boo

I don't fuck with niggas like Cee-Lo

Straps in the back, put that shit through the peep-hole

Niggas be pussy, man, they got three hoes

I take a flight, meet the plug in my street clothes

Niggas stay talkin', I'm back up in beast mode

Marshawn lynch, Shawty got tapped, when the switch got penched

Can't hop in that car, It ain't 5% tint

What rip you claim? I'm bendin' its

Nigga jazz beef, get hit, then try to play innocent

I'm from a city where niggas don't play

Focus on gettin' these digits in

Do not try me, bro, spin your bin

Bad bitch brown like cinnamon

I'm honestly thinkin' about hittin' it

I just tell Slutball, go get in it

Know Slut ball gon' finish it

Whatever you need, come get it

Whatever you on, I'm with it

That nigga be focused on bitches

That's why he can't run up no digits

Your money be short like a midget

My niggas tryna run up a ticket

A merry-go-round, we be spinnin

Got MPB all in my pendant

These niggas be hatin', I'm winnin

And this shit only the beginnin

I just threw the oop, to St0

No question, my nigga gon' blow

Ain't fuckin' then she gotta go

You goin' out sad bout a hoe

Come stop at the trap like a StO

The junkies be all at the door

They fiendin' I'm givin' em' more

The re-up it be here byfour

Shit hot, so I'm takin' it slow

See 12, so we gotta go

In the trap, just me and St0

You ain't shoppin', gotta go

Fuck That dissin' up the Sco'

Shit get deep, go toe-to-toe

Bad bitch, give me throat

She like drinkin' Henny, coke

I been countin' plenty dough

I ain't down bad anymore