Lyrics Red Room - akunna

Trapaholics
Real Trap Shit!
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Trapaholics mixtapes
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Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego

Niggas been faking this image
Can't even question their AO
Shit, shit, shit, shit

Look at my message the pussy alert

Baptize the hoe take her ass back to church
I preach the gospel, bars and the verse
Spent all them racks and I ain't write a blurb
Shake up the room, every step fuckin' twerk

Fuck what you saying, hurdurdurdur dur
How many fuck niggas started with hate
You started this but don't know what it takes
Hollow split hairs, a particular purge

Violence don't trickle, it came in a burst
Made one mistake and I step back and learn
You made it where, bitch you stuck in the burbs
Written in gold of the scripture

We turning
We turning
We turning
We turning
We turnt
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She getting cash off the curb
How you gon' think that I wish yall the worst

Not what I said, they stay flipping my words
It's finna ricochet, knocked em right off the shade
Talk to the karma, this what you deserve
Started the same, but let's see who come first

Put my head down, fuck the comments, we work
Ain't even worried, they rub off my glow
Cool, keep it cold
You know what he show

One second he straight, then the next he gon fold
I just left him alone
I ain't tried it, I ain't tried it
Yeah, caught it

Had me like, whoa
Hybrid, I do em both
Nasty, she do it gross
Why preach? Stick to the posts

Let's be honest, cause it's in vogue
I do the same when I pick out my coats
Ain't even design it, bitch went ku
Crazy, cause we saw the patterns up close

You must've thought Instagram give you clues
Faking your politics, leave it alone
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Ain't had no worth, so I stay with the reject

God show the light and the trap for a reason
If it ain't blood, I don't want no allegiance
Bro finna land, he work hard in Akita
Trip over nun, I stay with my legions
Checks over stripes, that's that Nike Adidas

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Flip for no reason, we got it
You wasn't P, it ain't personal
Just keep that shit in your pocket

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Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego
Famine might knock his potato
Please keep your eye on the payload
Niggas been faking this image
Can't even question their AO

Shit
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Niggas wont shoot if you say so
You finna die so fuego