Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Waka Flocka Flame

Trap My Ass Off

 

Trap My Ass Off


Boy Brick Squad
This shit the mob, nigga
Cook! Bow bow
Louney G on the track
You know!

Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter (you know)
Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Bust-busting bags down on the counter (you know)

Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off

Yeah, you know
When the junkie hit the rock, glass jaw
Migo called my phone, said I need a fucking mental [?], yeah, yeah
I'll get a nigga poked up for some honey buns, yeah, yeah
Trap spot got plenty guns
Sold a hundred pounds, that's a home run
Bust his head for a dirty bird
Charge him 37 for a whole one
Switch his spot, 6 month run
My flag bleeding like a nose run
'Bout to crank up a new trap spot
[?] lil' rock 'cause that [?]
And if a nigga play with my money
Then my young niggas on his ass, duck hunting
Bringing quarters back like Andrew Luck
Gotta charge extra if we cook it up
Stripping bitches counting money naked
That Lamb' truck, bitch, I gotta have it
Flex! Flex!

Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Bust-busting bags down on the counter (you know)

Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off

Say it twice [?]
I got that Spanish cocaine, call it J. Lo
We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados
We dropped that lean in the Faygo
You got that lean with the karo
Make that ho leave with a bankroll
I'll put the beam on the k hole
I trap my ass off like Stoney and Hundo
Get off that work like I'm down in Diego
[?], Flocka connected like Lego
Hit up my migo, no Quavo
[?] if I say so
Play with the work, gon' be fatal
Hole in your head like a bagel
Residue all on the table
Touring and trapping, trapping and touring
Trap house bring in what you pay for that foreign
Made junkies jump from the free throw like Jordan
Watch what you say 'cause you know they recording
These roosters I'm serving don't chirp in the morning
Get rid of these babies like we do abortions
I just bought a morgue, I put bricks in the coffin
That's on my flag, nigga
Flocka!

Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Busting bags down on the counter
Busting bags down on the counter
Bust-busting bags down on the counter (you know)

Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off

Say it twice [?]
I got that Spanish cocaine, call it J. Lo
We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados
We dropped that lean in the Faygo
I'll put the beam on the k hole
Flockaveli 2

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?