paroles de chanson Trap Shit (feat. Lil Baby) - Gucci Mane , Lil Baby
(Zaytoven)
Trap
shit
Trap
shit
(huh)
Trap
shit
Trap
shit
Sellin'
Vin
Diesel,
strong
Cookie,
that
Keisha
Gucci
poppin'
P's
like
Georgia
just
made
it
legal
(wow)
Higher
than
an
eagle,
leanin'
like
Beanie
Sigel
(I'm
leanin')
Flyer
than
a
pilot,
jean
jacket
by
Diesel
(phew)
All-gold
rocket,
the
socket
matchin'
my
Foamposite
You's
a
nobody,
she
goin',
she
fuck
with
everybody
(go)
Lil'
'Crest
boys
in
the
hood,
wanna
see
a
dead
body?
Four
pockets
stuffed
and
LaFlare,
we
bust
at
everybody
At
Club
Crucial,
these
hood
bitches,
they
love
Crucial
(wow)
That's
my
young
shooter,
recruit
him
to
send
some
slugs
through
you
We
search
'em
'fore
they
come
in
the
trap,
might
have
a
bug
on
'em
(huh?)
He's
a
walking
dead
man,
don't
know
it,
he
got
a
dub
on
him
(yeah)
Beat
him
with
a
bat,
then
fuck
it,
pour
kerosene
on
him
Everybody
searchin'
for
holmes,
but
we
ain't
seen
homie
Chainsaw
massacre,
call
1017
on
'em
Make
it
look
drug-related,
man,
pour
some
lean
on
him
Everything
I
rap
'bout
official,
I'm
from
the
streets,
bitch
(street)
Hundred
thousand
out
my
pockets,
this
ain't
no
sweet
lick
(sweet)
'Nother
60K
on
my
wrist,
this
a
Patek,
bitch
(this
a
Patek,
bitch)
All
my
hoes
got
fat
asses,
they
all
on
fleek,
bitch
(they
all
on
fleek,
bitch)
All
my
bitches
wearin'
designer
I'on't
want
no
cheap
bitch
(I'on't
want
no
cheap
bitch)
Draco
with
me
everywhere
I
go,
on
the
front
seat,
bitch
(on
the
front
seat,
bitch)
Trap
shit,
niggas
know
I'm
'bout
it
(wow)
Trap
shit,
niggas
know
I'm
'bout
it
(yeah)
50
racks
cash
on
me,
that's
just
today's
profit
(today's
profit)
Four
pockets
full,
lil'
bitch,
I
ain't
got
no
damn
wallet
(I
ain't
got
no
wallet)
Fuck
around
and
got
in
the
game,
I
got
the
streets
poppin'
(I
got
'em
poppin')
Pussy
niggas
tellin'
on
me,
I
know
the
feds
watchin'
(I
know
they
watchin')
How
the
hell
he
gettin'
this
money?
I
keep
on
buyin'
watches
Jackboys
thinkin'
I'm
sweet,
I
keep
on
buyin'
choppers
Lock
me
up,
I'm
gettin'
out
tomorrow,
I
think
I'm
El
Chapo
Bricks
came
1017,
I
got
some
damn
extras
Flexin'
on
these
niggas
on
purpose,
check
out
this
damn
necklace
Dropped
80
racks
on
a
Charger,
next
day,
I
damn
wrecked
it
(skrrt)
Pull
up
with
them
sticks
like
the
army,
they
say
we
young
veterans
They
won't
pull
up
in
'em
apartments,
they
say
we
too
treacherous
Everything
I
rap
'bout
official,
I'm
from
the
streets,
bitch
(street)
Hundred
thousand
out
my
pockets,
this
ain't
no
sweet
lick
(sweet)
'Nother
60K
on
my
wrist,
this
a
Patek,
bitch
(this
a
Patek,
bitch)
All
my
hoes
got
fat
asses,
they
all
on
fleek,
bitch
(they
all
on
fleek,
bitch)
All
my
bitches
wearin'
designer
I'on't
want
no
cheap
bitch
(I'on't
want
no
cheap
bitch)
Draco
with
me
everywhere
I
go,
on
the
front
seat,
bitch
Trap
shit,
niggas
know
I'm
'bout
it
(wow)
Trap
shit,
niggas
know
I'm
'bout
it
1 Poppin
2 Posse on Bouldercrest (feat. Pooh Shiesty & Sir Mix-A-Lot)
3 Shit Crazy (feat. BIG30)
4 Like 34 & 8 (feat. Pooh Shiesty)
5 Dboy Style
6 Trap Shit (feat. Lil Baby)
7 I Got It (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)
8 Rich Nigga Shit
9 Top of Shit (feat. 2 Chainz & Young Dolph)
10 Never Runnin Out Of Money (feat. E-40)
11 Fold Dat Money Up (feat. Project Pat)
12 Gucci Coming 4 You
13 Invoices
14 Live at the Red Carpet (feat. Peewee Longway)
15 Bust Down
16 Lately
17 How I See It
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