Trap Life
• Written by LoveMatalon
Commin out trap you kno im strap wit my mac
Step back get clap cuz yo girl imma tap
Hold shit back, dressed in black
Sellin crack pocket fat
my attack click clack im back
Hang you up like rack poppin henny no lack
cross on semi hollow tips you get plenties
All shots no pennies you get cherried
Fuck with us you get buried
Layed back smokin berries
In Thots We Lust
Money We Love Cant Get enough life is ruff
Roll weed puff puff cops commin duck duck
Im insane stay this way since 15
Aint a thing gon' change by a queen been raised by thots
Been praised my niggaz no link change ballin hard
Big chain gold rings i been paid downtown mo bay
U know my citay dont fuck with the parade fuck no way
Posted on block with tec or glock sixhunned on top
Niggaz kno how we rock you fuck aroun you get shot
Bullets hot like the pot & yo bitch think im hot
She gave me gud top no pull out so i popped
Saw you kissin dat thot i jus laughed ha ha ha
My hair rope twist no dread fuck aroun an u dead
Dont fuck with my medz bullets fly thru your head
Thirdsix my curse mark no love means no heart
Throw rachets like darts stab u up in 6 parts
Dont drip blood on my clarkes
Fuck dem niggaz dey narcs
My hittaz are savage dey make yo head vannish
My bitches they baddest my spliffs are the fattest
My type R The fastest makin money i cant miss
Sixhunned u cant diss, diss us you dissmissed
Keep winning dont get pissed we take risk
Keep talkin shit nigga sixhunned got a hit list
No we dont sneak diss we make hits
You niggaz get shot down u aint almighty
John clown kill u den frown u bleachin but aint
Brown u get knock down
