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Duwap Kaine

TrapNoMo

 

TrapNoMo

(album: Underdog 2 - 2020)


Pay Up!

Trap house, on my chain, she like me now
Feel like Gucci, so icy now
Too much drip, gotta wipe me down
Chris Brown, look at me now
You a fake ass nigga but not my round
He showing, he got pulled over
You just got a ticket, boy, you not with it
That's 1K, I'ma flip it
My young niggas on that bullshit
Go crazy, cause a mosh-pit
In a drop-top, I'ma drop it
You wear Hot Topic
Louis my outfit, something you can't miss
I sent you a package, you want the trackin'?
I am just laughing, 'cause niggas be maggots
I am just having, yo' bitch like my fashion
I'm at this restaurant, left a hundred dollar tip
I put on Saint Laurent, then put a blunt to my lip
I'm flexing, I'm in a VIP, wait, let me get out of here
'Cause I don't even like the fucking clothes
No ones, only hundreds and dubs
Fifties too, I be fucking it up
Ten racks on this Vlone rug
I can't trust nobody, I'm up like a molly
I might crash the party, 'cause everybody know me
And I know some dope fiends
Did ten years in the dope scene
So much gas, I'm not focusing
This bitch calling, she blowing me
Man, this bitch is OD
Too much gas, I ain't on E
Stop acting like you know me, you getting a lil' cozy
We in the trap-house, long nights we tap out
I'm broke, what you talking about?
Just for that I'ma cash out, I ain't talking bout cashout
Louie stuffed in my cash house
Put my city up on the map, street shit where you gotta adapt
What you want, got a zip on my lap
Running from 12 like I'm running them laps
M-O-N-E-Y, all caps
Getting this money, I remember the trap
I can make anything a trap
I'm at the store, nigga, like a trap
At yo' crib where you better not trap
This shit just for fun, I don't gotta trap no more
I can make anything a trap
I'm at the store, nigga, like a trap
At yo' crib where you better not trap
This shit just for fun, I don't gotta trap no more

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need that money that's my goal, yuh
Nigga watch me pull, (Skrt) up in that Ghost, skrt
No car I drive is slow, no
All my niggas they on go, go, go, go, go

done

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