Millie Bobby Brown ft. Devoo & Matt Thraxx Lyrics

Trap Shit Nigga

I be fried as hell

Get so fried until I can't see

That's to cover up this pain and the jealousy

Her angelic frame got me feeling heavenly

Can't get her out my brain

It's like she put a spell on me

I ball on hall of fame

Yo bitch ass on rookie

I been feeling strange need a Millie Bobby Brown

To turn it over, flip that shit upside down

My new bitch think I'm funny

And my ex think I'm a clown

But she still think I'm heaven sent

Like Franklin Saint

I be rolling with the guys

Pearling woods and smoking dank

It be hard for you to catch the re

I'm D-Rod in the paint

And if somebody try to fuck with us

We turn they ass to shake

We be trapping shit

Try to be like us

Well bitch you can't

Groupie bitch she want my money

Tryna fuck me for my name

And we stay strapped up

Always got my mask on feel like bane

Pull up in black truck

Got on all black to match the paint

Got on all black to match the tent

That's not my hoe I plead the fifth

I spent so much money

On this fucking weed more than your rent

That goofy nigga think I'm tripping off a tweet

Come meet the blick

She said all you do is rap and smoke this weed

Bitch that's my kit

And this switch keep fucking my lungs up

Bitch get your bucks up

And that bitch she fat as hell

She got her tummy tucked

Von threw that switch up

You know I snag it

Like I'm J Jettas

Wreaking havoc

On the fucking field

We keep it real

This that trap shit nigga

And you know it's real

No we don't got deals

But it's coming

2025, we running up sacks

You know how we bummin