
tristan dior & tenno - trap lyrics
[chorus]
the foreign i’m in go faster
i’m up in a ghost like casper
my shooters pull up and it’s a disaster
grew up in the trap but my hoes got mansions
grew up in the trap but i don’t want no trap b+tch
everybody tryna tax me cause i’m flashy
maybach gls, it bounce like a bunny
i’m in a bnb, trapping
i run up the racks, i run up the money like madden
ak+47 and it be blasting
credit card swiping, i bought me a baggage
money on your head and my shooters do damage
i’m from the mud, all my hoes live lavish
i’m rubbing her body, she love getting nasty
i spit in her mouth but in public, she classy
[verse]
all of my b+tches they rich, i ain’t chasing no baddie
i’m on thе hustle right now i ain’t tryna go clubbing
i just made some food that sh+t was bussing
if i ain’t had a casе, she would’ve flew me to l.a
i was drinking champagne with angelica then f+cked her on her birthday
i’m f+cking your wife and we had an affair
got rich hoes, they got houses everywhere
my b+tch got a house in a whole another country
i run up the racks like i’m in a cross+country
she riding my d+ck in the bed, it was comfy
she kissing and l!cking my neck, wanna bite me
she biting her lip when she see me in person
she knew i look good but i’m better in person
play with her titties like a plastic surgeon
she came to me but i curved it
all of my b+tches got millions of dollars
i’m in her coupe but she a f1 driver
this a big ass backwood, i rather use a torch than a lighter
they used to laugh at my clothes now i’m flyer
i’m in her box like a motherf+cking flyer
they hating on me cause they can’t be vlad
i was a poor kid, i got in my bag
trackhawk racing in san marcos
cut that b+tch off cause she got too close
[chorus]
the foreign i’m in go faster
i’m up in a ghost like casper
my shooters pull up and it’s a disaster
grew up in the trap but my hoes got mansions
grew up in the trap but i don’t want no trap b+tch
everybody tryna tax me cause i’m flashy
maybach gls, it bounce like a bunny
i’m in a bnb, trapping
i run up the racks, i run up the money like madden
ak+47 and it be blasting
credit card swiping, i bought me a baggage
money on your head and my shooters do damage
i’m from the mud, all my hoes live lavish
i’m rubbing her body, she love getting nasty
i spit in her mouth but in public, she classy
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