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obn jay – trap daily lyrics

trap daily lyrics
[intro: obn jay]
ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy
(ace bankz on the track)
ayy, ayy, ayy

[post+chorus: obn jay]
n+gga play, he gon’ get popped
n+gga play, he gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play then he get popped
n+gga play then he get popped, popped
[verse 1: obn jay]
lil’ momma be tripping, i call her today
then i gon’ stay with the other b+tch
plain, no shirt, jean jacket with the balmains
and them balencis up under it
lame ass n+gga keep screaming out he gang
but he just faking, he friendly
draco sing to a n+gga just like t pain
all of my young n+ggas be running it
like adderall, i’ma hype my dawg
but, no, real sh+t, we doing all sh+t in real life, it’s up, no hype at all
brought good gas and young n+ggas light that sh+t up quick
i smoke the law
do what i want with the real+real bad+bad b+tch
no sh+t, i break her walls
[?], you gon’ act, my pockets [?], sh+t on flat
he standing on the front so i’m blowing up smoke
i bet he gon’ choke, he won’t come back
i’m dripping whatever you thinking about
bet i got it, i know, i splur them stacks
n+gga be talking and telling everything
and this what i know, must k!ll all rats

[chorus: obn jay & king von]
told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
come through, i’m swerving and beating the g
we popping, they like, “how?”
we have them showing us love, we passing down every street
i f+ck her lowkey in the trap
that ass gon’ clap whenever she grab on them knees
i’m chasing this money, no cap
i plot on the m, i got all this sh+t on my sleeve
do what i want with the gang
all of my n+ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b+tch calling my phone for real
do what i want with the gang
all of my n+ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b+tch calling my phone for real (von)
[verse 2: king von]
i’m known to shoot first, since i was a jit i been putting in work
they say it’s a curse, if you play with von, you end up in a shirt
got bullets that burn
the way he was screaming i know that sh+t hurt
gave my cousin some work
and yeah, that’s my cousin but he got to the first
all my n+ggas gon’ ball, valet in lenox , f+ck it, tear down the mall
four+five in my drawls
i passed out a hundred and they didn’t fake me at all
better use gloves when you playing with that raw
if you do a hit, better no say what you saw
my lawyer want fifty and we ain’t even talk
but soon as i call, he getting me out
ak’s, i been doing this sh+t for a decade
all hundreds, lil’ n+gga, these racks
gun so loud, when i shoot i get a headache
ayy, louie, you craig, i’m day+day
bullets get to raining, madden
boy, i go nuts for the payday
choppa so strong make a n+gga do the nae nae

[chorus: obn jay]
told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
come through, i’m swerving and beating the g
we popping, they like, “how?”
we have them showing us love, we passing down every street
i f+ck her lowkey in the trap
that ass gon’ clap whenever she grab on them knees
i’m chasing this money, no cap
i plot on the m, i got all this sh+t on my sleeve
do what i want with the gang
all of my n+ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b+tch calling my phone for real
do what i want with the gang
all of my n+ggas gon’ ball for real
too turnt up, i’ma call back
bad b+tch calling my phone for real
[post+chorus: obn jay]
n+gga play, he gon’ get popped
n+gga play, he gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped
n+gga play, they gon’ get popped, popped
n+gga play then he get popped
n+gga play then he get popped, popped

- obn jay lyrics

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