lirik lagu almightyx - cut out the trap
[verse 1]
og and pops we was ridin’ by, lil bad boy i would always lie
east 131st east side, got a yellow bone b~tch she a yellow pine
shout out lil chris he ain’t switchin’ sides, hit ’em one time in the mornin’ sayin’ bye
look up inna different bag tell me what you find, mess it up one time put it back in line
rollin’ round thru the block like three times, pullin’ up inna charger she be askin’ why
issa real young n~gga right in front of yo eyes, make a b~tch call me handsome and she steady be blind
like almighty x said we ain’t got no time, imma come back wit it like i ain’t never died
she a lil bad broad where you tryna dine, she got a trap house mansion it’s real nice
two young n~ggas got out can’t go nowhere, keep goin’ one time but the sh~t right there
all my n~ggas get bands and the bands be layered, got out last night and the n~gga paid bail
been a long minute since i done seen teo, play ball erryday erry night at the field
break a n~gga jaw out tell me how the n~gga feel, lil momma in the hood can’t pay no bill
run it back ain’t never seen a b~tch like that, put a hemi up in it go fast
pull up wit my dawg he ain’t never seen that, roll up to the stu erryday can’t slack
roll dice one time n~gga make his bet, n~gga roll up to the hood n~gga rep his set
skrt up no top where the n~gga gone flex, imma young n~gga up on my grind
pull red thing its lime, big almighty count bands ain’t lyin’
you a lil baddie come thru ride, rip grandma you flyin’
find tookie then chris i sign, erry day wake up i climb
garfield gardens i’m steady outside
[hook]
cut out the trap cut out the door, can’t get no bands cause the trap too slow
when yo n~ggas fell off where yo n~ggas gone go, got two bad b~tches in the room gone blow
scoop up bad b~tch and the b~tch gone roll, filled up whole truck can’t take no moe
grew up inna hood rockin’ same old clothes, rollin’ round thru town erry night she know
rollin’ round thru cleveland like a young n~gga already know the map, tryna get big bands so a young n~gga say they count they racks
issa lotta old j’s in my hood and them n~ggas gone run the trap, big almighty count big bands so a n~gga can’t cut the trap
[verse 2]
i hit it one time i hit it two times, rap sh~t poetry steady rhyme
gotta hundred pounds in it i’m finna ride, issa lotta real n~ggas that be doin’ time
both of ’em nice which one you buyin’, at the top it be lonely cause it’s too high
this sh~t be a gamble like i’m playin’ dice, she got a lotta side n~ggas she ain’t finna ride
pull up inna box like a thug, pull up inna phantom like i’m doug
b~tch roll up outside tryna f~ck, young n~gga play lottery tryna get luck
cut throat so i can’t never show no love, young n~gga send shots y’all n~ggas best duck
hemi paint out like soowoo it’s blood, now the n~ggas social now all of a sud
you a young n~gga tryna look just like this, shout out big dawg shout out big mitch
n~gga paid five bands just to f~ck his b~tch, go hard some n~ggas call me davinci
try again young n~gga i swear you missed, all these bad b~tches they really ain’t sh~t
roll up one time inna back of the phantom like a young n~gga just got done finesse
i do what i want you do what you can, hit it up one time i be doin’ my dance
too hungry young n~gga i ain’t comin’ in last, imma opulent hood n~gga got me some class
i’m up on the interstate hittin’ the gas, i look in the mirror i’m goin’ too fast
gotta stop pray to god they don’t look in the back, i look thru n~ggas i swear some be glass
they pull up one time them n~ggas gone lurk, the b~tch give me top just for a lil birk
them n~ggas walk thru and them n~ggas done searched, this b~tch want a bag and the n~gga done purchased
issa groupie ass b~tch and the b~tch gone flirt, ain’t had no bands i came from the dirt
better watch yo back these n~ggas gone murk, these n~ggas gone take till they can’t no moe
[hook]
cut out the trap cut out the door, can’t get no bands cause the trap too slow
when yo n~ggas fell off where yo n~ggas gone go, got two bad b~tches in the room gone blow
scoop up bad b~tch and the b~tch gone roll, filled up whole truck can’t take no moe
grew up inna hood rockin’ same old clothes, rollin’ round thru town erry night she know
rollin’ round thru cleveland like a young n~gga already know the map, tryna get big bands so a young n~gga say they count they racks
issa lotta old j’s in my hood and them n~ggas gone run the trap, big almighty count big bands so a n~gga can’t cut the trap
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