rondonumbanine - trapspot (100%) lyrics
[snippet: fredo santana]
heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family
n-ggas they be acting, what you want, a grammy?
n-ggas they be b-tches, what they got on, panties?
up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny!
[intro: rondonumbanine]
trap spot!
trap spot!
trap spot!
trap spot!
trap spot!
trap spot!
[hook: rondonumbanine]
30’s in that trap spot, savages too
macs on the table, so better be cool
drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
catch me low key, not even far
riding through chiraq in a foreign car
b-tches on my d-ck, i’m a young star
try to try me team, you ain’t gon’ make it far
them six double owe boys ready for war
them otf boys ready for war
a lot of f-cking savages in the trap spot
moving on that work, trynna’ get a knot
[verse 1: rondonumbanine]
catch me low key, not even far
posted on steve drive, i’m a young star
trap spot got sk’s in it, trap got ak’s in it
jug, finesse, back to the trap, i do this sh-t, this sh-t not rap
my n-ggas in that trap spot, smoking dope with a big jock
with a couple thots trynna’ give us top
with a couple thots trynna’ do the squad
in the trap spot we servin’ pills
if them jakes come, then it get real
we gon’ get away, that’s not the deal
ya hear me?
leave out the black, hop in that black truck
we outta’ here, load the money up
you a lame, you act like it’s funny, bruh
see i’m 600, we do a lotta’ savage stuff
i’m tired of these fakers, i’m tired of these n-ggas talking to the jakes
but my n-ggas still beat the case
i’m eating sh-t, i should say my grace
and b-tch i’m coolin’ where it ain’t safe
p-ssy boy stay in yo’ place
before i make this mac destroy your race
[hook: rondonumbanine]
30’s in that trap spot, savages too
macs on the table, so better be cool
drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
catch me low key, not even far
riding through chiraq in a foreign car
b-tches on my d-ck, i’m a young star
try to try me team, you ain’t gon’ make it far
them six double owe boys ready for war
them otf boys ready for war
a lot of f-cking savages in the trap spot
moving on that work, trynna’ get a knot
[verse 2: fredo santana]
heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family
n-ggas they be acting, what you want, a grammy?
n-ggas they be b-tches, what they got on, panties?
up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny!
b-tch i’m a savage and that’s how i’m living
same b-tch you wifing, kissing, suck my children
welcome to my trap spot, trapping out them buildings
i been getting money since the f-cking lil’ one
got 30’s and savages in the trap spot
when you leave out, make sure that door locked
i been seeing police, man this trap hot
we got too many guns, put them in another trap spot!
[hook: rondonumbanine]
30’s in that trap spot, savages too
macs on the table, so better be cool
drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
catch me low key, not even far
riding through chiraq in a foreign car
b-tches on my d-ck, i’m a young star
try to try me team, you ain’t gon’ make it far
them six double owe boys ready for war
them otf boys ready for war
a lot of f-cking savages in the trap spot
moving on that work, trynna’ get a knot
[outro: rondonumbanine]
we moving!
let’s get it!
drills, drills, drills, drills
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