a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

trapfit - for what lyrics

[intro]
slay products

[chorus: trapfit] x2
fresh home now, im back on the block
its back to bandos and dicin rocks
my adrenaline is high when im chasing the opps
and keepin up hope when the paigon dropped
they had me sittin in jail for what?
the undies hate me they want me to rot
either way i won’t stop
im fresh home now, bro whip that pot

[verse 1 : trapfit]
bro tapped me, said : “i swear thats a opp”
i back my ching out in a local shop
back then i was a young g, my head was hot
nowdays i trap but i still [?]
send the young g’s to go take that off
i know n+ggas hate cause im a young boss
geez then, o gosh, i might take her out to a classy shop
five zeds on the weight, thats 4 bags prof
done it on ends got my strip on lock
i [?] with these barbies catting to f+ck
callin me bae, i told her good luck
opps get chinged then packs get bruck
i swear thats [?]
mum said im doing too much
see [aydee ?] at the door tryna lock man up
2 phones on me tryna run it up
this pack come fat like grace’s bum
all the paigans run when the spartans come
serve [?] till my feet get numb
if you see a1 an jook just run, lil bros are active dont be dumb
jailhouse setting ain’t too fun, now im watching home and away at half past 1
[chorus: trapfit] x2
fresh home now, im back on the block
its back to bandos and dicin rocks
my adrenaline is high when im chasing the opps
and keepin up hope when the paigon dropped
they had me sitin in jail for what?
the undies hate me they want me to rot
either way i won’t stop
im fresh home now, bro whip that pot

[verse 2 : trapfit]
he’s getting away bro bang off your gun
i’ll make the assist like park ji sung
m way trips with packs in my bum
it dont sound too nice but thats how its done
ima real trap boy you can axe d1
i got workers catting to make some fun
take this pack you’re on a trial run
if you f+ck up twice then thats your job done
i [?] to trap, just need clean running [?]
exercise you know im [?], i can fly these packs and i got my feet up
[?]
bros moving mad look how many hes touched
can’t loose my telly or my weeks f+cked
if i [?] i got to clean up
first things first i need to re up
take these risks and get my p’s up
free my bro he’s a wing cleaner
this gyal gotta go she’s a real diva
[chorus: trapfit] x2
fresh home now, im back on the block
its back to bandos and dicin rocks
my adrenaline is high when im chasing the opps
and keepin up hope when the paigon dropped
they had me sitin in jail for what?
the undies hate me they want me to rot
either way i won’t stop
im fresh home now, bro whip that pot

- trapfit lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS