Lyrics Trap Kitchen - Soulja Boy

Huh
Huh, huh, huh
Draco you know, ballin' on them niggas
Huh

Fuck the glitz and glam nigga
Put me in a trap kitchen (trap kitchen)
Hunnid K, one week, young nigga on a mission (huh)
Dissin' on my name, that's how niggas end up missing (huh)
From West Side to East Side young nigga countin' tickets (uh)

I'll beat that pack out, pack out
Badass bitch and you know I beat her back out (uh)
Racks in my Goyard bag, don't make me pull that strap out (gllrrr)
Standin' on business, I'm the one that they talk 'bout (Draco)

Huh, Young Draco nigga ran up millions (ran up millions)
Fuck the glitz and glam put me in the trenches
In one day I made a million (uh)
Ridin' in that Hellcat, money to the ceilin' (yuh)
Yea, smokin' on this cookie pack, trap cost a quarter million (uh)

Soulja got that bag
Oh I think these niggas in they feelings (huh, huh, huh)
Right wrist, left wrist, took a whole fucking [?]
Three-sixty with the pot, I could cook a whole Richard Millie
This whole D&G store, open my own building (uh)

Fuck the glitz and glam nigga
Put me in a trap kitchen (huh)
Hunnid K, one week, young nigga on a mission (huh)
Dissin' on my name, that's how niggas end up missing (Soulja)
From West Side to East Side young nigga countin' tickets (uh)

Huh, Young Draco nigga ran up millions (ran up millions)
Fuck the glitz and glam put me in the trenches (uh)
In one day I made a million
Ridin' in that Hellcat, money to the ceilin' (skrt skrt)
Yea, smokin' on this cookie pack, trap cost a quarter million (uh)

Hop out on feet nigga, how 'bout show 'em how you do it (let's get it)
Fifty shots, blowin' bright that bitch you know
And we into it (on gang)
I get that check up and I flex up from the neck
I thought you knew it (Soulja)
Up that Tec we'll fuck your vest
'Cause we gon' shoot from neck up (Ba)
Know just how I do it, yea
Young Draco I tried the hallways (hallways)
Woke up and I caught a play in broad day (in broad day)
And West Side I got this shit the hard way (the hard way)
Whole brick came, bitch I ball like basketball games (uh)
Young Wayne, nigga, I'm gon' shoot like I'm Luol Deng (gllrr)
Jumpin' on your clique, fuck your block, nigga you all lame (huh)
Pull up in a Lambo just a truck with tall screens (huh)
Ballin' on these niggas and my money tall like Yao Ming (uh)

Fuck the glitz and glam nigga
Put me in a trap kitchen (huh)
Hunnid K, one week, young nigga on a mission (huh)
Dissin' on my name, that's how niggas end up missing (Soulja)
From West Side to East Side young nigga countin' tickets (uh)

Huh, Young Draco nigga ran up millions (ran up millions)
Fuck the glitz and glam put me in the trenches (huh)
In one day I made a million (huh)
Ridin' in that Hellcat, money to the ceilin' (skrt skrt)
Smokin' on this cookie pack, trap cost a quarter million (uh)

Huh
Huh, huh, huh
Draco
Swag emotion, nigga
The biggest, nigga