lirik lagu #1 trap pick - fatt macc
[intro]
trap, yeah (zell put waves on the track)
ask two hundred, you get a line, four hundred, she let me f~ck (trap)
six hundred, you get— yeah (it ain’t a hit, it ain’t hit house)
[chorus]
two hundred, you get a line, four hundred, she let me f~ck
six hundred, you get a half, eight hundred, you get some bucks
spend a rack, i’ll turn you up, you ain’t gotta go back to cali’ (on god)
a hundred thousand for a album, how you go right back to trappin’? (why?)
i’m the type smoke out the bag (yeah), you the type~ass n~gga match it (get your ass on)
n~gga know i got it off the land, from the trench, anything a mansion (on god)
six bedrooms at thе crib, fifty racks sittin’ on the island (on god)
brought it out just to take a picture, board a tickеt, locked up in the closet (f~ck)
[verse]
get your tester, that young n~gga shinin’, thirty racks, all natural diamonds (hittin’)
get your tester, see if it’s some molly, boy, i heard you’re flat, why you flodgin’? (i heard)
ran it up, say i’m actin’ c~cky (on god), i just got some sucker way from ’round me
found the plug, they was tryna knock me (b~tch), only thing knockin’ is a jugg (on god)
hooked up on the— guess what she just asked me? (ask) why the f~ck the trunk up in the hood? (why the f~ck the trunk up in the hood?)
why the f~ck the roof gone missin’? (trap) buckle up, i gotta bust a jugg (b~tch)
spent a rack, they was lookin’ fine (on god), eight hundred, still had ’em flyin’ (on god)
six dollars, they was smellin’ pine, country boy, still paid nine (jugg)
went to oakland, went and bought a farm (on god), trap smell like i ain’t bathin’ (money)
she want me to put it on my tongue (yeah), geeked up, so i ain’t ate yet (yeah)
come to cali’, i’ma push you down (on god), spent some money, you want white ashes (b~tch)
it was clean ’til i turnt it up (on god), i done made up my own package (on god)
[chorus]
two hundred, you get a line, four hundred, she let me f~ck
six hundred, you get a half, eight hundred, you get some bucks
spend a rack, i’ll turn you up, you ain’t gotta go back to cali’ (on god)
a hundred thousand for a album, how you go right back to trappin’? (why?)
i’m the type smoke out the bag (yeah), you the type~ass n~gga match it (get your ass on)
n~gga know i got it off the land, from the trench, anything a mansion (on god)
six bedrooms at the crib, fifty racks sittin’ on the island (on god)
brought it out just to take a picture, board a ticket, locked up in the closet (f~ck)
[outro]
sh~t
that real
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