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jspec - trap phone lyrics

trap phone

intro:
aye , aye, aye, aye, aye, unh,unh,unh man my trap phone like…. my sh-t jumping like a mother f-cker n-gga
brrrr brrr brrrr brrr that’s my trap phone trying to make another jugg then i’m back home got a call up from the plug them bells they on the way i told my migo f-ck it n-gga send it andale

hook: aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in da hood serving juggs till the pack gone
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in the hood serving juggs till the pack gone
brrrr brrr brrrr brrr bruh that’s all day serving n-ggas in the hood up in broad day
brrr brrr brrr brrr till the pack gone
bruh in juggin serve the pack and then i’m back home

verse1: since i done took off like a astronaut i’m outta sp-ce i’m in the trap now serve you weight until you out of shape i told my girl u need me hit me on the black phone today i’m juggin only picking up the trap phone i been rapping trapping juggin tryna make it straight i’m ricky bobby with the pot the way. shake and bake might find me in the kitchen cooking tryna bake. cake my wrist up in the pot until i see that mother f-cker break you know the how’s stay choosing cause they know i’m moving ye get yo hand off my cake b-tch u can’t eat off my plate these rappers cappin you won’t catch me lacking clutching thookas as soon as i wake choppas long as a broom and a gate were yo body it’s threw in a lake…

hook:
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in da hood serving juggs till the pack gone
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in the hood serving juggs till the pack gone
brrrr brrr brrrr brrr bruh that’s all day serving n-ggas in the hood up in broad day
brrr brrr brrr brrr till the pack gone
bruh in juggin serve the pack and then i’m back home

verse2:
jugg jugg jugg i’m moving them packs all thorough the hood that pack like carterpark 13 with a strap that’s how it started bust down. a bow like i do these hoes busy at the opps shout
out my woes busy in this b-tch if you bout that smoke dreco gone knock you back out that door
trap do numbers no caculator eating papa deax alligator hood n-gga with a rich n-gga mind state brought your b-tch to the trap on the first date
i be finnessin i’m being honest i be finnessin ya baby mama i be finnessin my clientele they don’t want f-ck with n0body else ain’t no deliverys after hours f-ck you mean pmb got the power trap phone get a 100 text every hour smell the pack it need a shower all gas no breaks pure bats no shake you gotta trap phone with no place i saw you on instagram all day f-ck n-gga

hook:
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in da hood serving juggs till the pack
gone
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in the hood serving juggs till the pack gone
brrrr brrr brrrr brrr bruh that’s all day serving n-ggas in the hood up in broad day
brrr brrr brrr brrr till the pack gone
bruh in juggin serve the pack and then i’m back home

verse3:
i got this sh-t off of trapping ain’t did it off rapping these rappers just cappin pull up to my spot you see ps on the table the white in the cabinet the racks in the matress still on that f-ck sh-t even tho we having a plug try to tax and we f-ck around and sn-tch it rerock a brick what we call a catfish bet yo goofy -ss pull up and grab it and we still trapping off flip phones tryna get rid of a brick it take this long n-gga we got more rocks then the flinstones rocks on my neck looking like they got p-ssed on lil cj the topic now .. now my apes gripping choppas they rocken out all these f-ck n-ggas haten cause i got the key to my city they hope i don’t lock em out all that sh-t that u doing ain’t sh-t to us that lil gwap that u flexin ain’t big enough try to rep in my section u know w-ssup ain’t gotta speak on that to much u know w-ssup be he ain’t gorrilla lil n-gga can’t roll with us sipping on raw n-gga know he can’t pour it up grab a cigar only dope when i’m rolling up
hundred round choppas when it’s beef b-tch we rollin up who that want smoke with us

hook:
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in da hood serving juggs till the pack gone
aye i’m making money off my trap phone
in the hood serving juggs till the pack gone
brrrr brrr brrrr brrr bruh that’s all day serving n-ggas in the hood up in broad day
brrr brrr brrr brrr till the pack gone
bruh in juggin serve the pack and then i’m back home

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