lirik lagu scy jimm - trained to trap
[intro]
(rjbanks on the beat)
mmm, tell ’em come join the movement
what you doing totin’ that—
can’t get enough of spinnin’
i be rapping, but my dawg can’t get enough of spinnin’
i ain’t never bending (hey)
you know we trained to trap, p~ssy
ayy
[chorus]
you know we trained to trap (yeah), tell ’em come join the movement (come here)
what you doing totin’ that glock knowing you ain’t gon’ use it? (what you doing, jit?)
i go back broke, it ain’t no telling, b~tch, i might just lose it (huh?)
it ain’t sh~t to mask up late night and say, “f~ck this music,” ayy (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
i be rapping, but my dawg can’t get enough of spinnin’ (can’t get еnough of spinnin’)
go ask about me, b~tch, i’m solid, i ain’t never bеnding (i ain’t never, i ain’t never)
know my face gator, get you whacked for not a f~cking penny (grrlaow, boww)
glock on my hip ’cause i got racks all in these f~cking skinny (ayy, yeah, yeah)
[verse]
n~gga know me very well (huh?)
when i say my n~ggas trap for real, this ain’t no fairytale (ayy, we trained to trap)
it’s still free taz, these n~ggas folding off of e in jail (free my brother)
n~gga run up wrong, i’ma drop his ass, save me a chair in h~ll (grrlaow, ayy, grrlaow, ayy), nah, for real (boww, b~tch)
them crackers know they f~cked up when they let my ass out (huh?)
n~gga, pick a side, keep switchin’ lanes, ya ass gon’ crash out (skrrt, grrlaow, boww)
got [? 1:06], i let ’em spin until she pass out (let her what?)
it was good when i was broke, came up, now i’m the bad guy (ayy)
you been outchea for the longest, how you still ain’t made sh~t? (how you still ain’t made sh~t?)
he low key got pressure, but don’t never say sh~t (never say sh~t)
12 be on them iphones, i don’t never save sh~t (huh?)
i love totin’ them glocks, but that fn my favorite (for real), yeah
careful through the week, i know the narcs be out on tuesday (they out on tuesday)
couldn’t find no lean, so right now i’m on this dussé (yeah, i’m off this dussé)
you say i ain’t got my fire, it must be april fools’ day (hahaha)
thought i was packing clothes, i whipped that chopper out a suitcase (grrlaow, ayy, boww~boww~boww)
he my son, so i’m his dad, run up, that’s a n~gga ass (ayy, that’s a n~gga ass)
bigger stick, bigger van (bigger stick), i see why these n~ggas mad (i see why these n~ggas mad)
bro been clutchin’ on his tool, wanna squeeze that trigger bad (squeeze that trigger bad)
he say we ain’t gettin’ money, how the f~ck you figure that? ooh (how the f~ck you figure that? ooh)
[chorus]
you know we trained to trap (yeah), tell ’em come join the movement (come here)
what you doing totin’ that glock knowin’ you ain’t gon’ use it? (what you doing, jit?)
i go back broke, it ain’t no telling (grrlaow, grrlaow~grrlaow), b~tch, i might just lose it (huh?)
it ain’t sh~t to mask up late night and say, “f~ck this music” (ayy, ayy, grrlaow)
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