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Run Da Trap
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Run Da Trap was released on May 5, 2021 by AK Bandamont as a part of the album ADHD
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AlbumADHD
Release DateMay 5, 2021
LabelAK Bandamont
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AK Bandamont
AK Bandamont
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kapone James
Kapone James
Lyrics

Lyrics

Yeah
I asked lil' girly "Why you love me?" 'Cause I run the trap
Our cuz, dog, I can spend ten five times and then double back
Crack needles and syringes, do you fuck with that?
'Cause I done seen a couple fiends tumble on a powder pack
Just dropped a **** up close, it's gunsmoke on me, where a shower at?
I'ma fuck her off an E and time myself with an hourglass
I'm finna go and reup twice, bro, I don't gotta rap
'Cause I can cut it up and make three bands off an ounce of crack
And you can get it three for one off the party pack
If doggy come around, bet he get horsed, now where Charlie at?
If you show up at the trap to buy cocaine, where your party hat?
We'd firebomb the whole scene and kill everybody where the party at
You'd catch me outside creepin' on **** where the cards be at
I caught lil' dog and sent him in a shock, he havin' cardiac
Lil' girly freaky, her pussy wet as shit, I can hardly last
I let her run her back, I catwalked it, then the Harley crashed
I've been fuckin' checks up all month, this a bank sequel
Every since they took my cousin out, I gotta think evil
**** want my shoes, you can't walk, but no, I can't be you
If you ain't on the shit I'm on, no, I can't meet you
I told my vato movin' 'cross the border 'cause it stays lethal
And I got birds watchin' my back, I got eight eagles
And if I see the opps, I gotta kill 'em, we can't get equal
And if I catch a **** slippin', let the K meet you
My dog sent me a chop, he from Toronto, I'll let Drac' meet you
Lil' dog keep talkin' 'bout what he gon' do but I can't see it
I'm finna step on clean cocaine, I got eight reasons
Don't get me mad, I'd trip out, I got eight demons
I brought her to the crib then she got opened and she ate semen
I gave girly a necklace, snatched it off, no, you can't keep it
I'm finna go and whack an opp, bitch, it's ape season
I'm finna hit a **** weed with dope, bitch, it's lape season
He done fucked around and smoked it all, now his face tweakin'
We was on the block taxin' all night, we used to stay schemin'
I'll pistol whip a **** and tie him up, now his face bleedin'
I put one in the head before I killed him, why he say Jesus?
I'm finna load a green website, it get eight Visas
They clear him in 'bout ten minutes exact like when you make pizzas
This bitch fuckin' a **** and his mans, she can't face neither
I'm finna whack a **** and hit the lab so I can make ether
I was cookin' hard, it blew up on me, now I hate beaters
They said I'd be dead or stuck in jail, I had fake teachers
This bitch a slut, got a thing for her but I can't keep her
I'd run in the church and take everything, I hate fake preachers
I woke up at 3 a.m., I heard six swifters
Finna put ten opps in one Backwood, I need a big blender
Lil' brodie tall, he'd blow you from up top, I call him big Slender
And he don't play around with chops, he got a big pistol
I asked lil' girly "Why you love me?" 'Cause I run the trap
Our cuz, dog, I can spend ten five times and then double back
Crack needles and syringes, do you fuck with that?
'Cause I done seen a couple fiends tumble on a powder pack
Just dropped a **** up close, it's gunsmoke on me, where a shower at?
I'ma fuck her off an E and time myself with an hourglass
I'm finna go and reup twice, bro, I don't gotta rap
'Cause I can cut it up and make three bands off an ounce of crack
Yo, yo, chill, chill, chill, shit
Yo, this **** Justin
That **** is fuckin' crazy, yo
Yo, you should've seen him, he can stay home
Found that was me
I would've boxed the **** as soon as they said somethin'
Ah, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Written by: Kapone James
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