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TrapMoney
5
Hip-Hop/Rap
TrapMoney was released on April 28, 2023 by DSKG Records as a part of the album TrapMoney - Single
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Release DateApril 28, 2023
LabelDSKG Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kash LaFlare
Kash LaFlare
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jermayne Jequan Wigfall
Jermayne Jequan Wigfall
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm not gonna stop you from a n***a trap man
Never with that n***a
He start to suck my sin low, lay my n***a trap man
He turn me, never miss that legal with that trap man
These n***as harp inside the street, there's less of crayons down me
Chop my head, I'm in this bank and lift, I'm shittin' out this time with you
Best to call me, mister chop a man
Step it through the country, n***a do you trap a dance
He talk too deep, we pour the money, let some quicks on
Swear my nose, drink no switches on, just like a martin bag
Sick and numb, I n***a let my shooter test the cue
That n***a never scared the shoe, you with that swiss gun doo
You take it one, I ask the n***a, we take two of you
Spend it blow on time, it's easy, they from bad, like wool, wool, and a spank
All I guess, then I was time to stop my day
I grab my glove, roll up a leaf and taste the kid
Grab my shoes, my phone rang up for your bitch
Call her from all this data, she want me to leave that kid
But I can't do that, cause I gotta hit the trap
My bitch, I'm a s***, do no f***ing, that's a fact
You want some static, that's a bit low by that's day
Look like my moora, then we're li' as I scream in bed
And see, be busy, in that bed, I almost flip
Or not say night, they read the n***as in the ditch
And your n***a speaking, don't your money, your butt bitch
I'm rulein' words like f*** the up, score rest in pitch
I rap, picture money, had the blood, like the 80's
They know who I'm a oomph, I'm a oomph
Catch a flater, go pull up in the up, let me see this
Stealing out the mister, you push in n***as, me, he
Start to stop, I send low, let my n***a trap, man
He told me, never miss the legal with that chap, man
These n***as harp at side, the street is less of crash
Don't be chopper, hit em, man, this bacon, lift from s***
And now this time I'm f***ing, bitch, they call me mister
The chopper, man, harp, step, it through the couch
You n***a do you chopper, there's no pizza
We pour them under less of quick science
When I know you're street no switch it's harder like a martin, man
Written by: Jermayne Jequan Wigfall
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