carullo – trap suite pt. 2 lyrics
[chorus]
turn a trap house to a trap suite
getting to the box in the backseat
running from the cop cars like an athlete
come from where it’s cold, so we pack heat
i’m from toronto, not florida, but i still got me the keys
i got that s++t that i aim it at you, run like a sneeze
bless me, got a cold heart so i freeze
i don’t trust n0body, all of my dogs turned to rats for the cheese
[verse]
i got to switch it, i got in the dividends, all for the dough
records like criminals, bars like a prison cell, dash and it’s digital, all from the go
copping the whip, and i’m popping the popping and dropping the tip of the top of the rolls
i want a phantom or ghost, something that come with thе suicide doors
riding ‘round, stay strapped, take ‘еr top off
on the come up, so you know i’m gon’ pop off
on the interstate driving
thelma and louise, riding ‘round wanted in the drop+top
i know they heard of me
brought out the worst of me
university won’t give me my first degree
who want to test me i guarantee i’mma give you and your momma the smoke
tough on the phone, if we toe to toe talking these b+++++s they choke
f++k with the kid, and i’m k!lling these p++++s, no luka magnotta s++t though
.45 like i’m donovan mitch+ll, lil’ b+++h and i’m on to the throne
test me
they ride the wave like a jet ski
all of my hundreds they hefty
i got the world going ‘gainst me
talk of walking don’t impress me
if you wanna talk, b+++h, address me
they try to be me, i’m the best me
f++king your b+++h as my bestie
fly with the crows, murder
wire tap on the burner
toe to toe, now they nervous
me and the world got a verse off
hold up, first off
come from the mud, i got dirt dawg
blood on my hands like i’m lady macbeth
louboutin step on the verse dawg
grrr bowww
your time to take a bow
no one gon’ save you now
sound of the silence so loud
cheese in the trap, know it’s a setup
touch on my drip, then the block i’mma wet up
oh for my life i keep me a beretta
f++k it this burgundy shirt it was on me just once a white sweater
[chorus]
turn a trap house to a trap suite
getting to the box in the backseat
running from the cop cars like an athlete
come from where it’s cold, so we pack heat
i’m from toronto, not florida, but i still got me the keys
i got that s++t that i aim it at you, run like a sneeze
bless me, got a cold heart so i freeze
i don’t trust n0body, all of my dogs turned to rats for the cheese
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