Lyrics

Diss is not Trap Music Nope.Nope. Ha. Ha. Ha It's Asap music, it's ASAP musizzzic Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youune want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youuube want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger (^DopeAMean^) Catch me in the Trap, but I'm not a mouse nigga I need a second, left my keyz in the couch nigga Hit my brother ami, said, "I need about an ounce nigga." Take it where I'm from and I'mal make the trap (bounce nigga) Keep my name out ya mouth, if you ain't built like that Or talk around town will be, ("How that nigga got kilt like that?") And I'mal ride out til them crackers come and get me Say I think I'm Jay-Z, 2 PAC, & 50 On that geek, with a freak, say her name is Patrice And if I let her smoke the gas, I can hit it for a week Pussy niggas smell bad, but bad pussy smells sweet And I don't hang around them lames Cause them pussies too sweet Say my swag is unique and my bag is boutique Seeing is believing, talk is real cheap And my squad real deep, these the facts of life Run-up on me wrong, pussy nigga thank twice! Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youune want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youuube want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger (^Tankhead Wreakin^) Mic check, mic check... 1.2.1.2. I'm about to grab the mic Retarded with the flow foo Frank Caze, you know the name Rackin, not switching lanes Major, how I bring the pain Lucian, I keep the flam Two cups, sippin purple rain And that purple kush leaving grey clouds So it's a hurricane, in my brain Every track I ride like a train I'm an artist no animation I pain sick pictures, illustration My money say that, "I'm fornicating" Cause I'm feeling my self, masturbation I got more hoes than central station To chill my divas make reservations I'm so clean like sanitation, I keep green only like a plantation I fuck hoes mines no penetration Don't make yo girl my demonstration Pictionary your imagination Killing everything yellow tape nation Radio killer, I got a hit on your station Greeks know that I'm built for interrogation We don't throw hands, we buss guns In the hood at graduation I be getting super cheddar call me Mighty Mouussseeee... I get that money then take it to the houussseee... Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youune want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger Catch me in da trap Not a mouse nigga Raised in the streets Never been a house nigga Getting money... That the shit we bout nigga Youuube want no problems Trust me bra my guns bigger
Writer(s): Josephis Wade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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