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Trappin'
2098
Hip-Hop/Rap
Trappin' è stato pubblicato il 27 marzo 2026 da K1llbrady come parte dell'album AURA ERA (Mixtape)
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Data di uscita27 marzo 2026
EtichettaK1llbrady
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM115

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
K1llbrady
K1llbrady
Rap
Blxckie
Blxckie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sihle Sithole
Sihle Sithole
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lucent
Lucent
Co-Producer
Larryvsthewrld
Larryvsthewrld
Producer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Al Capone shopping I'm looking for pieces
Professor, master, I give you the thesis
Cash stay so long in my pocket, get creases
Brand new you force one, I can't do any creases
[Chorus]
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
[Verse 2]
I just did twenty-five, shout out to Kilo
I just did three, shout out to Migos
Ebony thot by my side look like 'meelo'
Oops I mean Milo up to the sky though
[Chorus]
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
[Verse 3]
Pockets sit fat but these jeans came in skinny
I'm down to pipe a bitch down in a Bentley
Throw the coupe in sport, I'm moving that bitch
Like an action figure I've been flexing my muscle
One in the chamber
Shoot at your facial
Count up Madibas converted from Benjis
Pull up and flex on the n****s who doubted
Got money and power, bitch, I can move mountains
R.I.P. take, I go Sace Versace
Bitch, I've been trapping, seducing my money
Roof got divorced on the Porsche 911
Chopper stay loaded, just name the opponent
[Verse 4]
Rest in peace Quan, I just came here to flex
N***a, what's next?
Threesome, these bitch going neck for the neck
Doom for these pussy ass ****, they pests
You don't know shit bout this trap shit, n***a
I get on the field and just lap shit, n***a
Cash and these bitches got something in common
I look at them both and see beautiful figures
Bring the bands out, bring the cash out
N****s talk gang, n****s shut your mouth
I can hit the north, I can hit the south
Running both shits, off the fucking clout
Big ol' drum on the stick look like banjo
I'm the one that can go where you can't go
Businessman, I go straight where the cash go
When I'm trapping, I talk to the damn stove
[Verse 5]
Know your hoe go wherever the cash go
That's why she follow me to the VIP
I'ma wake up count 100, 200, 300, 400
Then stop when my hands weak
I just doubled the bag I made last week
Bag hold 25, shit weigh a kilo
Tell the bitch tell me something I don't know
Who are you to come tell me about bankroll?
[Verse 6]
I just did twenty-five, shout out to Kilo
I just did three, shout out to Migos
Ebony thot by my side look like 'meelo'
Oops I mean Milo up to the sky though
[Chorus]
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
Trappin'
Written by: Sihle Sithole
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