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The Traphouse
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Traphouse was released on April 14, 2026 by Trap Gang Movement/Cashwitus Entertainment, under exclusive license and distribution to SOTA Inc. as a part of the album Nightmare On Trap Street
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Release DateApril 14, 2026
LabelTrap Gang Movement/Cashwitus Entertainment, under exclusive license and distribution to SOTA Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cashwitus Pooh
Cashwitus Pooh
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kameron Robert Lewis
Kameron Robert Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emerie
Emerie
Producer

Lyrics

****, welcome to the trap house
Yo p, yo turn me up real quick
Let me tell these **** about the trap Hey ****, welcome to the trap house
Tell you about my life,
Tell you where I came from, ****
Came from earning stripes, had to get my weight up, ****
Trap until I die, promise I won't change up, ****
Welcome to the trap house, it's the same place that I came up, ****
****, welcome to the trap house
Where we ain't never got a thing to lose
Welcome to the trap house
Where we ain't never got a thing to prove
****, welcome to the trap house
You in front on mine, first thing is shoot
Welcome to the trap house
Come walk inside of my trap
Hey i've been on my grind since I was a youngin' went broke, got it back
Bitch on my mind I need that money, so I keep shit full in tact
You put your slime on, keep him running
And make sure he bring that back Cause if he don't, he gon' get whacked, lil' trench baby, come from the jects
I put my slime on, told him don't run off, bring it back
Make sure your time strong
Watch out for police, get that pack and get your shine on
This life here fit for **** that's bout it, put that four fifth on your side
And don't back out unless it get violent My trap house known to get crowded
Even when this shit get routed
Told my shooters, pipe that down
Omerta code language keep silent
We don't talk, nah, we don't speak
We retreat when shit get deep
Put my young **** on game
So they don't get swept off of these streets I see them feds blocking
Traffic, so my trap won't get in tact What the fuck, them feds stopping
We gon' run it up, and that's a fact Even if them feds watching
Told all of my yachts, go get them straps We gon' be fed popping
The hood gon' see them feds dropping One of them at the door knocking
Open up, get the blowin' off of that semi
Get them heads floppin scissors, get that led choppin
Bitch, we built this from the bottom
Ain't no way in life I'm bout to give or let them feds stop it
Bitch, I'm sendin' head rockets
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
**** welcome to the Trap House
Written by: Kameron Robert Lewis
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