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g bugz - trapspot lyrics

[hook + g bugz]
you can make mad guap in my trap spot
crack rocks, a jackpot in my trap spot
take a loss, perhaps not in my trap spot
get your man shot for a box in my trap spot
we’ve got them hand glocks in my trap spot
it’s mad hot, we slang shots in my trap spot
feds watch, we don’t stop in my trap spot
i still get a drop on an opp in my trap spot

[verse 1 + g bugz]
cause i just got the food in, had to send a text out
faz wants a new wap, got a brother stressed out
chilling with the cuzzies, all they wanna do is flex out
drink in the cup and you know that the sess loud
phone me for the bud, you know i’ve got the best sess
i’m pushing weight and i ain’t talking bench+press
i’ve got a mate that is reckless and will leave you brеathless
rob you for your icy watch or your necklace
and mind how you spеak when you’re round my bros
round here it is peak, we don’t wife them hoes
we just quick time beat, say bye and go
left the yard on fleek in designer clothes
man’s talking bout a nine+to+five, f+ck that
i’m on my ends every day where my brothers buss straps
one brother got the thing in his rucksack
my other brother got the thing down his n+ts+ck
[hook + g bugz]
you can make mad guap in my trap spot
crack rocks, a jackpot in my trap spot
take a loss, perhaps not in my trap spot
get your man shot for a box in my trap spot
we’ve got them hand glocks in my trap spot
it’s mad hot, we slang shots in my trap spot
feds watch, we don’t stop in my trap spot
i still get a drop on an opp in my trap spot

[verse 2 + jj esko]
all this chatting and wassing, these bruddas talking, ain’t banging
and i’m just tryna live lavish for all them days up on landings
we’ve got weed, we’ve got guns, when it’s beef we don’t run
we’ll bring beef to your mum’s, big t++th for your gums
now i’m rapping i can’t catch no case
told my boy “grab that and go and blast his face”
all this trap talk and wap talk, he’s slapped no trey
he got wrapped up and slapped up and yakked broad day
got the danas, no half+hearts, ain’t once gone legit
cah we’re them apnas from pk with big guns and whips
if the stick took the p+ss, let it disperse on pr+cks
fam we did work for this, get the bridge burned for jibs
we ain’t afraid to k!ll ’em, got my ap like dhillon
i was eighteen and drilling, we don’t bang on civilians
used to ride in bangers, now i’m writing bangers
i don’t listen to these rappers cah the p+ssies act for cameras
i’ve got hittas up in bradford, hittas up in manny, marcus rashford
came home from jail, i set the standard, that’s just standard
[hook + g bugz]
you can make mad guap in my trap spot
crack rocks, a jackpot in my trap spot
take a loss, perhaps not in my trap spot
get your man shot for a box in my trap spot
we’ve got them hand glocks in my trap spot
it’s mad hot, we slang shots in my trap spot
feds watch, we don’t stop in my trap spot
i still get a drop on an opp in my trap spot

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