- London (Prod. By Zach Nahome) 歌詞 J $tash
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- [Intro]
Money
Like
Relax
[Hook]
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skrr Skrr)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skrr Skrr)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
[Verse 1]
Why you cuffing you a lame, wanna ******* me for fame
Wanna ******* grab my chain, ******* her to Gucci Mane
******* that ******* like a dog, pass that ******* to my dog
******* that ******* in the yard, pray to me like a god
Pray to me like Messiah, smoking that Gas got that fire
Selling that pack with my five, shoot a ******* he lying
Rob me you is dying
I ain't tripping I be flying
Smoking that gas from my plug that white boy his name Ryan
Getting that cash like I'm signed
I don't need rap I could trap and a ******* survive
[Hook]
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skrr Skrr)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skrr Skrr)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
[Verse 2]
Talking money I got plenty, couple thousand for the Denim
Couple thousand on my women
Spla*******ng on them when I'm winning
Shoes tight I ain't tripping, if it ain't sealed I ain't sipping
Sipping syrup eating chicken, foreign car I be whipping
Diamond wet they be dripping, ******* she be sniffing
Shooting at them Scottie Pippen, never wife her I be pimping
Look at my chain and my watch and my ring
Rocking Raf Simmons, walking in the rain
******* famous *******, treat them the same
If you don't get ******* you is a lame
Foolish lil' ******* stay in your lane
Make a ******* dissapear, David Blane
[Hook]
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skur Skur)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
Trappin', trappin' with the Glock (Boow)
Posted up on the block
Baking soda with the pot
Your baby mama she a pie
Pull up on her in a drop (Skrr Skrr)
I ain't ******* I got top
Why you cuffing she a thot (What)
******* that ******* on the spot (Yaa)
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