li boone - trap spot lyrics
trap out your trap spot don’t get shot these n+ggas hating cause my pocket flirt with nots try to rob better think about your top chappa with tha folding stock it’s goin make your heat stop op pack smoke so hard it’s like his body in tha gar b+tch i got this glock on me so u is not goin make it far hop out on your f+cking street and play this chop like a guitar
they ain’t goin me serious so i hopped up in the booth got this chappa that’s my boo and we stuck just like a tooth u come a dollar short ima serve you residue an gotta talk i got this glock and that b+tch glued run down on a p+ssy n+gga pop his ass like a balloon ima li n+gga when i got this glock b+tch i fill huge i tote big pistols tha way i up that glock it be so rude i’m tryna take a n+gga soul out and ian talking bout no shoes
trap out yo trap spot don’t get shot these n+ggaa hating cause my pockets felt whit nots try to rob better think about your top chappa with tha folding stock it’s gonna make your heart stop op pack smoke so hard it’s like his body in tha gar b+tch i got this glock on me so u is not goin make it far hop out on your f+cking street and play this chop like a guitar
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