收聽Lil Keed的Traplanta (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Traplanta (Explicit)

Lil Keed2020年8月7日

Traplanta (Explicit) 歌詞

Deskhop make it drop yeah

 

Oh Lord Jetson made another one

 

I f**k up the money counter

 

F**k on that ho then give her right back I ain't got no manners

We pull up with chops then chop the block I bet they light candles

95 with Gucci socks I'm drippin' in Traplanta

Post on the block with a big Glock yeah we in Traplanta

Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta

Boy we gettin' paid I'm servin' them J's boy in Traplanta

 

We gettin' paid homie we ain't gettin' laid homie

I'm with real right homies who ain't gon' change on me

I got real shooters won't say no names homie

I know a real bully you can't tame homie

In a NASCAR fast car that's a Trackhawk

Vibed out with nothin' but broads

 

Hoo

Godd**n broke the money counter

 

Hoo

Goin' in we don't care 'bout cameras

Hoo

He get that d**e back call him Arm Hammer

Hoo

S**t that's all I'm sayin'

I'm signin' all the deals n***a I don't even want the plan

Have you ever seen that molly color khaki pants

Keep on playin' I bet your brother be dyin' in your hands

I'm with DYN abusin' all the Xans

I f**k up the money counter

 

F**k on that ho then give her right back I ain't got no manners

We pull up with chops then chop the block I bet they light candles

 

95 with Gucci socks I'm drippin' in Traplanta

Post on the block with a big Glock yeah we in Traplanta

Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta

Boy we gettin' paid I'm servin' them J's boy in Traplanta

 

We gettin' paid homie we ain't gettin' laid homie

Traphouse

F**k this s**t I'm ridin' in a Trackhawk

 

My mama askin' for it

So I tear it off

 

Get what she want it don't matter

 

Woo

On the stove remixin' a brick tricks of Benihana

I ain't even gotta trick the b***h no more got too many hundreds

If he ever play with the racks yeah he gotta be a dummy

Yeah I know my folks gon' tax 'em

So I load up my lumber

Yeah I'm in Traplanta

 

Yeah we pour some many fours in the f**kin' Fanta

Boy I know you f**kin' told though I cannot stand ya

So you better watch 'fore you trust a n***a in Traplanta

 

F**k your ho we don't lust n***a in Traplanta

I f**k up the money counter

Slimeball

F**k on that ho then give her right back I ain't got no manners

We pull up with chops then chop the block I bet they light candles

 

95 with Gucci socks I'm drippin' in Traplanta

Post on the block with a big Glock yeah we in Traplanta

Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta

Boy we gettin' paid I'm servin' them J's boy in Traplanta

 

 

We gettin' paid homie we ain't gettin' laid homie