Trap Rap Lyrics

Man, stop playin' with these niggas for real, mo

Bro tried to spin, but Nah, they ain't ready yet

Uhh

Bro tried to spin, but I'm gone off the lean

Masked down, gloves on, blow up the scene

If I'm slidin' at night, I got put on that bean

We not fuckin' with niggas, he hot, he not on my team

Why they spin on the block, I was servin' the phene

They comin' through cuts, I was duckin' for cover

I'm not goin' like nothin', I hopped on that bumper

Drac thang blowin', it soundin' like thunder

I catch me a face shot, he goin' under

Got the stick in the dip, I don't care bout the jumpers

I catch me a body, then go on no jumper

I was makin' them hits at the seven-11

I hang with my youngins, they really be steppin

Fourteen on the block, toating my weapon

Wasn't coolin' with kids, I was fuckin' with felons

Head tap, we tryin' aim at that melon

Leg shot, he tried to run, now he yellin

Smokin' on Za in the back of the car, got me coughin

I used to hang with them broke niggas, now I be hangin' with bosses

Nigga try come on that back way, nigga got put in that coffin

I'm havin' motions, don't care bout my losses

Feds get behind me, my brother just dawged it

Nah Fr

Hop in the car with that Drac , we ain't playin' with niggas

How she fuckin' with me, but she layin' with niggas

She ain't come in the house, she be stayin' with niggas

I blow up the block like a cannon hit it

And I run up my money, I ain't scam to get it

My Brova like, stay out the way, you the ticket

And free all my niggas, got pay em a visit

I'm really doin' this shit, niggas rappin

I made like 30,000, I ain't cappin

I need my money like, fuck all that back end

Brown skinned bitch, I was blowin' her back end

Light skinned bitch gave the drop and I whacked him

Dark skinned bitch served the weed, she be taxin

If I'm spinnin' the block and I miss, I'm maxin

Murder on the block, Ion knowin' what happened

I'm at a party, the bitch off the Don and she clappin

I get behind her to see her reaction

I fucked that bitch the same night and I broke her down just like a fraction

If I catch lil' bra at the party, I'm droppin' that shit

I hop in that car before droppin' ah diss

If I spin on that block, it's a hit or a miss

I'm missin' my target, I'm spinnin' again

Who that in that car, I'ma slide with the men

Glock 19, that's a big ass Gen

I took his ass down, he flexin' like ten

My Glock right beside me just call me a simp

I got bands in my pocket, I walk with a limp

Run down with that chop, it's gon' knock off a limp

I know she gon' fuck, cause she know that I'm him