Текст песни Traplanta - Lil Keed
Deskhop
make
it
drop,
yeah
Oh
Lord,
Jetson
made
another
one
I
fuck
up
the
money
counter
Fuck
on
that
ho,
then
give
her
right
back,
I
ain't
got
no
manners
We
pull
up
with
chops,
they
tryna
pop,
I
bet
they
like
candles
Nine
to
five,
with
Gucci
socks,
I'm
drippin'
in
Traplanta
Pops
on
the
block
with
a
big
Glock,
yeah,
we
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
doin'?
What
would
you
say?
We
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
payin'?
I'm
servin'
them
Js,
boy,
in
Traplanta
We
get
paid,
homie,
we
get
laid,
homie
I'm
with
real
right
hoes
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
track
hop
Vibed
out
with
nothin'
but
broads
(Huh)
Goddamn,
broke
the
money
counter
(Huh)
Got
my
name,
we
don't
care
'bout
cameras
(Huh)
He
get
that
dope
back,
call
'em
Arm
& Hammer
(Huh)
Shit,
that's
all
I'm
sayin',
I'm
signin'
all
the
deals,
nigga,
I
don't
even
want
the
plan
Have
you
ever
seen
that
molly
color
khakhi
pants?
Keep
on
playin',
I
bet
your
brother
be
dyin'
in
your
hands
I'm
with
DYN,
I'm
spazzin'
off
the
Xans
I
fucked
up
the
money
counter
I
fuck
on
that
ho
and
give
her
right
back,
I
ain't
got
no
manners
We
pull
up
with
chops,
they
tryna
pop,
I
bet
they
like
candles
Nine
to
five,
with
Gucci
socks,
I'm
drippin'
in
Traplanta
Pops
on
the
block
with
a
big
Glock,
yeah,
we
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
doin'?
What
would
you
say?
We
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
payin'?
I'm
servin'
them
Js,
boy,
in
Traplanta
We
get
paid,
homie,
we
get
laid,
homie
Trap
house,
fuck
this
shit,
I'm
ridin'
in
the
trap
house
My
momma
askin'
for
it,
so
I
tad
off,
give
her
what
she
want,
it
don't
matter
(Woo)
On
the
stove,
we
mixin'
a
brick,
tricks
of
bein'
a
hunter
I
know
a
nigga
that
tricked
a
bitch,
that
boy
two
many
hookers
If
he
ever
play
with
them
racks,
shit,
he
gotta
be
a
dummy
Yeah,
I
know
my
folks
gon'
tat
some,
so
I
load
up
my
number
Yeah,
I'm
in
Traplanta,
yeah,
we
pour
some
many
fours
in
the
fuckin'
Fanta
Boy,
I
know
you
fuckin'
told,
I
cannot
stand
ya
So
you
better
watch
for
your
trust,
nigga,
Traplanta
Fuck
a
ho,
we
don't
lust,
nigga,
Traplanta
I
fucked
up
the
money
counter
I
fuck
on
that
ho
and
give
her
right
back,
I
ain't
got
no
manners
We
pull
up
with
chops,
they
tryna
pop,
I
bet
they
like
candles
Nine
to
five,
with
Gucci
socks,
I'm
drippin'
in
Traplanta
Pops
on
the
block
with
a
big
Glock,
yeah,
we
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
doin'?
What
would
you
say?
We
in
Traplanta
What
was
you
payin'?
I'm
servin'
them
Js,
boy,
in
Traplanta
We
get
paid,
homie,
we
get
laid,
homie
1 Intro
2 Obama Coupe
3 Trippin
4 Tighten Up
5 Kiss Em Peace (feat. Young Thug)
6 Fox 5 (feat. Gunna)
7 Cold World
8 She Know (feat. Lil Baby)
9 Wavy (Remix) [feat. Travis Scott]
10 Traplanta
11 Don’t Stop (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)
12 Hibachi (feat. Young Thug)
13 Repaid
14 Heartbreaker
15 Twisted (feat. 42 Dugg)
16 Grandparents
17 Zaza (feat. Future)
18 Why
19 Here
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