Testo Trap House - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone Trap House (YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album 4Respect 4Freedom 4Loyalty 4WhatImportant
Eh, eh
Dubba-AA flex
Uh, slatt, big choppa on my name
Go tell 'em
Trapped house, trapped out, every pack gon' now
Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45
Straight up out them trenches, now your nigga rockin' shows now
Told 'em pay attention, bitches listen, cut your phone off
Five phones, lotta dope, big hoes, condos
Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow
Nigga talkin' like he raw but you know I really know
When they try to cut me off I'ma show how it go
Pull up flexin' with my niggas with some shiny bones
I told him that that shit won't long, I had to buss it down
Yeah talkin' like he want some smoke, he betta bump it down
Thuggin' with his niggas, pussy when they not around
Big house, big Glock, big knot, no lie
Say he want with me, bet, catch him, hit him with that fire
House arrest on my leg, got in trouble with the cops
Fuck that, post up, 100 shots on that block
Trapped house, trapped out, every pack gon' now
Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45
Straight up out them trenches, now your nigga rockin' shows now
Told 'em pay attention, bitches listen, cut your phone off
Five phones, lotta dope, big hoes, condos
Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow
Nigga talkin' like he raw but you know I really know
When they try to cut me off I'ma show how it go
Say we beefin' (What?)
Shawty tweakin', catch him out in public up and squeeze it
Where I find that bitch the same place I'ma leave it (fo' real)
Text a paragraph, don't read it, bitch I straight delete it
Stupid bitch say I'm conceited, pull up flexin' bad (slime)
.40 Glock I buss, you ass, say she like my swag
Whole lotta money in my bag, make me test your ass
Bitch I'ma kill you, if you don't pass
I ain't never mad, I cut a hoe off super fast
Trapped house, trapped out, every pack gon' now
Big knots, big watch, big Glock .45
Straight out them trenches, now your nigga rockin' shows now
Told 'em pay attention, bitches listen, cut your phone off
Five phones, lotta dope, big hoes, condo's
Big guap, big poles, nigga play, I let it blow
Nigga talkin' like he raw but you know I really know
When they try to cut me off I'ma show how it go
Ya heard me?
I ain't got no
Used to wash my clothes
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Writer(s): Brandon Bostic, Kentrell Desean Gaulden, David Dulcio, Aaron David Lockhart Jr.
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