Trap S**t Lyrics – Young Nudy, Future
Singer: Young Nudy, Future
Title: Trap S**t
You rap n#gg#s pick and choose
You b#tch n#gg#s, I’m finna bruise (Yeah)
You n#gg#s know I come to win (Win)
You n#gg#s hate, you finna lose (You lose)
You ain’t come in with no strap (No strap)
You know I came in with my strap (My strap)
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
You playin’, your #ss gettin’ clapped (Get clapped)
And this right here ain’t no rap (No rap)
(Young Nudy)
My lifestyle ’bout this trap sh#t (That trap shit)
I been doin’ this sh#t ‘fore this rap sh#t (Yeah)
I’m known for bustin’ and clappin’ (Clappin’)
I’m in the trap Saran Wrappin’ (Wrappin’)
Yeah, I like to tote, I like to tote, this smoke, I blow (I blow)
Yeah, you is a hoe (Yeah), you is a hoe and your partner’s a hoe (They know it)
I get the money, you know it (You know it)
I got the racks, too much money to show it (Show it)
I got the money to blow, I spend this money, they spinnin’ your folks (Your folks)
I got no type of heart (Uh-uh), no type of heart, and ice on my chain (My chain)
I got that ice on my chain (Yeah), you touchin’ this chain, we touchin’ your brain (Bah)
(Young Nudy)
Snatch a mother****er face off (Yeah), yeah, just like his pocket (Cash)
I’m on the b#llsh#t, let me in the industry, but they scared ’cause I’m really ’bout it (‘Bout it)
These n#gg#s p#ss#, I’m real (Yeah), these n#gg#s hoes, I ain’t (I ain’t)
I’m gettin’ money out the street, money out the rap, money in the bank (Word)
I do the sh#t they can’t (They can’t, n#gg#)
I do the sh#t they wanna do (Rich slime)
I be shootin’, they ain’t shootin’ (Nah)
I got shooters that’ll shoot too (Yeah)
I was a shooter before I had shooters, I keep a Glock, no ruler (No ruler)
I’m a teacher in these streets, p#ss# n#gg#, y’all n#gg#s just some tutors (Tutors)
Y’all n#gg#s just some wannabes (Wannabes)
I’m a big dog, yeah (Yeah)
I’m a real n#gg#, you wanna be (Real one)
I’m a real n#gg#, you can’t be (Yeah)
I get money that you can’t see (Can’t see)
Bankroll, man, it’s too large (Too large)
Too much money, man, it can’t fold (Can’t fold)
Show too much of her a-hole (Word)
Yeah, yeah, dope boy went gold, but a rap ain’t went gold (Nah)
Give a **** ’bout sh#t, so (Shit, so)
I’m in the trap tryna get his soul (Yeah)
n#gg# hatin’ ’cause I been on (Been on)
Zone 6, n#gg#, puttin’ on (Put on)
Put on, or, n#gg#, put down (Put down)
Get down, n#gg#, lay down (Lay down)
(Young Nudy)
My lifestyle ’bout this trap sh#t (That trap shit)
I been doin’ this sh#t ‘fore this rap sh#t (Yeah)
I’m known for bustin’ and clappin’ (Clappin’)
I’m in the trap Saran Wrappin’ (Wrappin’)
Yeah, I like to tote, I like to tote, this smoke, I blow (I blow)
Yeah, you is a ho (Yeah), you is a ho and your partner’s a ho (They know it)
I get the money, you know it (You know it)
I got the racks, too much money to show it (Show it)
I got the money to blow, I spend this money, they spinnin’ your folks (Your folks)
I got no type of heart (Uh-uh), no type of heart, and ice on my chain (My chain)
I got that ice on my chain (Yeah), you touchin’ this chain, we touchin’ your brain (Bah)
(Future)
Everywhere I go, got a yotta, drankin’ on lean out the bottle
****in’ on a IG model, beat her p#ss# like a pinata
Ice on clear like water, yeah, playin’ in the field, no soccer, yeah
Get you stepped on for a dollar, yeah, stand too close, I’ma pop you, yeah
Link with the bros, we the mafia, kick down the door in designer gear
Spin through the block and get outta there (Brr)
Push up in a coupe, let a mop in here
I swap out and hop out and jump in a double-R tall as a model (Tall as a model )
Got shooters on shooters on shooters on shooters, it’s a whole lot of ’em (Whole lot of ’em, Pluto)
(Young Nudy)
My lifestyle ’bout this trap sh#t (That trap shit)
I been doin’ this sh#t ‘fore this rap sh#t (Yeah)
I’m known for bustin’ and clappin’ (Clappin’)
I’m in the trap Saran Wrappin’ (Wrappin’)
Yeah, I like to tote, I like to tote, this smoke, I blow (I blow)
Yeah, you is a ho (Yeah), you is a ho and your partner’s a ho (They know it)
I get the money, you know it (You know it)
I got the racks, too much money to show it (Show it)
I got the money to blow, I spend this money, they spinnin’ your folks (Your folks)
I got no type of heart (Uh-uh), no type of heart, and ice on my chain (My chain)
I got that ice on my chain (Yeah), you touchin’ this chain, we touchin’ your brain (Bah)
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