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Trap N***a 2
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Past 7 Days
Trap N***a 2 was discovered most frequently at around 25 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

Yeah
(800Kay)
It's a good day in the trap, thank the Lord, I'm feeling blessed
Had a hundred-fifty floating, UPS just brought the rest
I'm feeling good, ****, just hit my run and then a text
**** call from out of town, my numbers Khaled, we the best
She want a trap ****, I keep a 'bow by the pound
Just made a fifty in my sleep, ain't gotta post on Instagram
That's understood, ****, just hit my phone, it's going down
Heard it's rumors in my city, you ain't gotta ask around
**** call my phone, say he wanna shop, that **** bum
I buy a hundred-fifty P's and sell that shit like in a rush
I'm the type to take her number, tell the bitch I'll be in touch
And in the middle of the drought, I come through, bitch, I'm clutch
Trappin' ain't dead, **** scared, go to church
That lil' shit you make a week, I did that shit off sellin' merch
I be really in the field, I be really puttin' in work
I be hooked on makin' money, **** hooked on takin' Percs
But I'm a hood ****, what's understood ain't explained
The way these **** swing my door, my neighbors think I'm sellin' 'caine
We bustin' juggs, ****, every day, I'm makin' plays
Change the number to my phones every hundred-sixty days
It's a good day in the trap, thank the Lord, I'm feeling blessed
Had a hundred-fifty floating, UPS just brought the rest
I'm feeling good, ****, just hit my run and then a text
**** call from out of town, my numbers Khaled, we the best
She want a trap ****, I keep a 'bow by the pound
Just made a fifty in my sleep, ain't gotta post on Instagram
That's understood, ****, just hit my phone, it's going down
Heard it's rumors in my city, you ain't gotta ask around
Locs over my eyes, hoodie over my head
Steppin' over these ****, ain't even heard what they said
What we doin'?
Gettin' munyun, money, mula, the bread
I ain't worried 'bout no president, all my presidents dead
Hood ****, where you from? Don't worry 'bout it, son
I'm a real bottom feeder, eaters upper echelon
Got them 'bows by the pound, flood them extras with the ton
Switches on the handgun, that's a hundred-round drum
Hood ****, did it all, call me daddy don don (Woah)
Don dada, capo, el capitan (Woah)
King of the city with the keys to the hood
And I'm locked on the trap, it's understood, ****, let's go
It's a good day in the trap, thank the Lord, I'm feeling blessed
Had a hundred-fifty floating, UPS just brought the rest
I'm feeling good, ****, just hit my run and then a text
**** call from out of town, my numbers Khaled, we the best
She want a trap ****, I keep a 'bow by the pound
Just made a fifty in my sleep, ain't gotta post on Instagram
That's understood, ****, just hit my phone, it's going down
Heard it's rumors in my city, you ain't gotta ask around
Written by: Alonzo Mathis, Jasmine Evans
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