cootie – welcome to the trap lyrics
[intro]
(this sh+t gon’ be crazy, jacc)
[chorus]
real n+ggas stand tall on ’em (yeah)
f+ck a hater, we’ll ball on ’em (ball)
gold diggers, i’ma dog on ’em (dog)
slingshot, takin’ off on ’em (talk to ’em)
n+ggas cap like a snapback (cap)
in the hood with a big strap (godd+mn)
hundred grand in a backpack (what’s that?)
cootie here to bring the trap back (who?)
[verse 1]
trappin’ ain’t dead, these n+ggas just scared (scared)
that’s why a n+gga fresh as h+ll just in case i’m bein’ watched by the feds (they watchin’)
every day i hop out the bed, hear the dope boys in my head (what you hearin’?)
and you know i got that cutter with me just in case i have to chop a head (d+mn), yeah
know a n+gga make the plays like i’m in the nfl (the pros)
super bowl, i’m the trap mvp, n+gga, gotta thank my clientele (thanks)
goin’ long, it’s a hail mary, n+gga caught the b+tch, time to celebrate, touchdown
trophy on a n+gga wrist, had to get the audemars, bust down (ice)
every day a n+gga hustlin’, i ain’t rick ross (nah)
p+ssy n+gga hatin’ on me, f+ck him, bite my bottom lip, then flip him off
they gon’ think i work a nine+to+five in this b+tch the way a n+gga gettin’ off
on the stove with it whippin’, n+gga lookin’ like he tryna have a cook+off (whip it, whip it)
[chorus]
real n+ggas stand tall on ’em (yeah)
f+ck a hater, we’ll ball on ’em (ball)
gold diggers, i’ma dog on ’em (dog)
slingshot, takin’ off on ’em (talk to ’em)
n+ggas cap like a snapback (cap)
in the hood with a big strap (godd+mn)
hundred grand in a backpack (what’s that?)
cootie here to bring the trap back (who?)
real n+ggas stand tall on ’em (yeah)
f+ck a hater, we’ll ball on ’em (ball)
gold diggers, i’ma dog on ’em (dog)
slingshot, takin’ off on ’em (talk to ’em)
n+ggas cap like a snapback (cap)
in the hood with a big strap (godd+mn)
hundred grand in a backpack (what’s that?)
cootie here to bring the trap back (who?)
[verse 2]
hundred thousand dollar house, i done turned the motherf+cker to a bando
hundred round drum on a stick, got the b+tch lookin’ like a banjo
me and fizzle tryna see if we can sneak a hundred bricks in a tahoe
and later on, i’ma see if we can sneak a hundred sticks in a rap show
when your plug don’t speak+a english
yeah, b+tch, that’s how you know it’s real
cocaína, metanfetamina
sí, amigo, come on, make the deal
hope a n+gga never play with us, turn his hood to a battlefield
spin his block like a ferris wheel
we ain’t stoppin’ ’til somebody k!lled
[chorus]
real n+ggas stand tall on ’em (yeah)
f+ck a hater, we’ll ball on ’em (ball)
gold diggers, i’ma dog on ’em (dog)
slingshot, takin’ off on ’em (talk to ’em)
n+ggas cap like a snapback (cap)
in the hood with a big strap (godd+mn)
hundred grand in a backpack (what’s that?)
cootie here to bring the trap back (who?)
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