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3mfrench – trappin hard lyrics

[intro]
my niggas trappin’ hard (trappin’ hard)
moving work out somewhere far (somewhere far)
he ain’t gangster watch me pull that nigga card
yeah my nigga super solid, even took a nigga charge
ay
uh

[chorus: french]
yeah my niggas trappin’ hard
in the bando phone is ringing
moving work out somewhere far
man that nigga he ain’t gangster, watch me pull that nigga card
yeah my nigga super solid
even took a nigga charge (aye, uh)
yeah my niggas trappin’ hard
trappin’, trappin’, trappin’
watch me whip that shit to hard
only rolling with them niggas that were riding from the start
i can’t fall in love i’m sorry baby girl, i got no heart (aye, uh)
yeah my niggas trappin’ hard
trappin’, trappin’, trappin’
watch me whip that shit to hard
only rolling with them niggas that were riding from the start
i can’t fall in love i’m sorry baby girl, i got no heart

[verse 1: french]
aye, b-tch we turn up we don’t talk
that nigga he ain’t gangster, watch me pull that nigga card
d.o.a i caught him slippin’, had this pussy nigga chalk
drive-bys, we don’t do it, in your hood we like to walk (aye, uh)
pull up on him, make him park
so much targets in my city like my niggas playing darts
i can’t fall in love, and i just want the head and not your heart
i play dumb up in these streets but i can tell you that i’m smart
(aye, uh)
in the trap like every day
your shorty on the kid and i get money every way
catchin’ plays, mary k
and i can’t trust a soul ’cause niggas sing like mary j
free the dawgs and the demons raised up in a scary place
told my youngin’ carry k’s
and them niggas talk my name, i’m sorry bro that’s very g-y

[verse 2: smallz]
i ain’t with the talkin’, it’s bout money ima answer
boy you wanna meet the world, i introduce you to topanga
silly little kitty, when you whip it, it’s a banger
bucktee said he sniffed it and he felt like he was hannah
ot the whole winter, i’ll be back by carabana
sniffers, they been witness, i bring christmas like i’m santa
sorry i can’t wife you, i can never be in love
bless you with some prices if you lookin’ for a plug
free all of my niggas, middle fingers to the judge
stuck up in the kitchen, always whippin’ something up
if i don’t see the million then i’m sticking someone up
rather be in prison than be livin’ like a b-m
niggas say they chillin’, we don’t do that where we from
trappin’ trappin’ trappin’ trappin’ trappin’ trappin’ hard
they been cappin’ cappin’ cappin’ capin’ cappin’ cappin’ hard

- 3mfrench lyrics

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