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big honcho - trap on the beat lyrics

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(hook)
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the mac when it’s beef
i might just trap out the beat
i’m sellin pac in the streets

i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the strap when it’s beef
i might just trap on the beach
i’m sellin pac in the streets

(verse)

i might just trap on the beat
run dem bands up & take me a trip
i might just trap on the beach
f-ck her in the hotel, stain the sheets
i can tell she a sl-t, she a freak
if i heard he got bands den we creep
40 put him to sleep, coutin sheep
got me lurkin, bro told me he sweet

i want the green like a oger
40 bullet same size as a boulder
f-ck your n-ggas, i’m coolan with soldiers
you can tell that it’s gas by the odor
ima youngin, my b-tch a lil older
she like to chew up my d-ck when she sober
i’m that n-gga lil b-tch thought i told ya
glock with 50, can’t f-ck with no cobra

calling plays on the black, like a pick n roll
i toss brodie the gl!ck, thats a give & go
she gon kiss on the d-ck, ain’t no misiletol
bet it sound like a ref when this whistle blow
f-ck a bag, we gon serve this sh-t hand to hand
got my gunnas, they shoot like a cameraman
if i hitting, bro hit ima tag him in
clip be long, you can call me that ladderman

2 times
honcho 2 times
just cop me a sprite
prolly pour like 2 lines
i ain’t chasin b-tches
chasing bills with blue lines
nah b-tch i ain’t trippin
cause i keep my ashley’s tied

(hook)
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the mac when it’s beef
i might just trap out the beat
i’m sellin pac in the streets

i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the strap when it’s beef
i might just trap on the beach
i’m sellin pac in the streets

(verse 2)
i might just take me a trip
on the beach with your b-tch taking fll!cks
i can tell her head good by her lips
she can tell i got bag by my kicks
boy you broke, heard you still sellin nicks
b-tch i’m up, got this sh-t off a zip

i’m calling plays off a flip phone
shawty fat i’m in love with her skin tone

i need a b-tch with some cl-ss
benihanas no golden corral
i need a b-tch with some cash
a4 audi or 4 matic benz
i need a whip that go fast
off the perry’s the xans & the lean
hop inna whip i might crash

all of my n-ggas be wilding
feel like hockey they way that we sliding
don’t dm me bout guns or drugs
we taking that sh-t, we ain’t buying
off too many drugs, think i’m flying
toating 40s don’t f-ck with no 9s
boy you hot heard you writing them statements
& you pointing out n-ggas in line

i’m onna block with some drug dealers
if you ain’t gang iont f-ck withca
if you the gang then i’m stuck witcha
slap a b-tch out, shoot a slug witcha
you can catch me right on 25
or 09 after dark it be f-cking live
don’t try slide on my block you gon f-cking die
all my shootas gon aim at your f-ckin eye

(hook)
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the mac when it’s beef
i might just trap out the beat
i’m sellin pac in the streets

i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat
i might just trap on the beat

i toat the strap when it’s beef
i might just trap on the beach
i’m sellin pac in the streets

- big honcho lyrics

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