Trap Bih
By Skeet feat. Skrila
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Trap bih Skeet feat. Skrila
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
Skeet verse:
I got me a bitch that's gone ride
If you touch her you niggas gone die
I keep me a Glock with 30 shots just in case these niggas slide
I got a chick who abide
Her body like Mary j blize
She toat her a ar15 cause shawty be get to them pies
If I tell her to do it she with it
I swear that lil mama be getting it
If them niggas numbers to high shawty make them drop the ticket
Pull up in that lam then I switch it
Then get in that rarri and hit it
I'm really stacking my digits
I came from them pounds of the midget
No time for lunch dates
And no trips to Bombay
I'm glad that lil mama be down cause these niggas punk fake
Yeah she bout that gunplay
So no time for fun play
I put the trap on her shoulders from Sunday till Monday
I out do the rappers
So I don't screw with cappers
I call her the master
Cause she out do the trappers
I don't hustle backwards
All white ghost like Casper
Please come bless me pastor
My trap keep getting faster
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
Skrila verse:
I got me a bad bitch
Lil shawty gon bag shit
My lil bih not 21 but momma a savage
And she is so nasty
My swaggin a habit
I do this for practice
You niggas so average
These niggas be cappin
My pockets keep stacking
Yo pockets subtracting
I'm ballin like calvin
I heard you been slacking
I'm balling no drafting
They calling me holy moly
With these gidgets gadgets
You niggas know that i'm on
Shawty keep calling my phone
These niggas acting like clone
They know that strong my cologne
I can't give niggas a loan
None of my niggas unknown
I'm high as fuck like a drone
When you talk to me watch yo tone
Lil momma be styling and wiling
They mad cause i keep my flights private
Keep that heat on me pat riley
Foreign shit what i be driving
All of my bitches colliding
All of my niggas be sliding
Pull up on you if you hiding
That was goal i was striving
Skeet told me go get it i got it
Hop in that muhfucking rarri
I beat the beat up like rocky
I got yo bih panties droppin
These niggas know that i'm poppin
These niggas know i ain't stoppin
If i want it then i go cop it
They mad cause i'm smoking on tropic
Balling on niggas like celtics
I'm sorry but i can not help it
They telling me that i'm so selfish
I keep that green just like relish
I run this shit just like melvin
And nigga i'm really not caring
Boy you a bitch tyler perry
I'm rocking red like a cherry
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
Skeet verse:
I got me a bitch that's gone ride
If you touch her you niggas gone die
I keep me a Glock with 30 shots just in case these niggas slide
I got a chick who abide
Her body like Mary j blize
She toat her a ar15 cause shawty be get to them pies
If I tell her to do it she with it
I swear that lil mama be getting it
If them niggas numbers to high shawty make them drop the ticket
Pull up in that lam then I switch it
Then get in that rarri and hit it
I'm really stacking my digits
I came from them pounds of the midget
No time for lunch dates
And no trips to Bombay
I'm glad that lil mama be down cause these niggas punk fake
Yeah she bout that gunplay
So no time for fun play
I put the trap on her shoulders from Sunday till Monday
I out do the rappers
So I don't screw with cappers
I call her the master
Cause she out do the trappers
I don't hustle backwards
All white ghost like Casper
Please come bless me pastor
My trap keep getting faster
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
Skrila verse:
I got me a bad bitch
Lil shawty gon bag shit
My lil bih not 21 but momma a savage
And she is so nasty
My swaggin a habit
I do this for practice
You niggas so average
These niggas be cappin
My pockets keep stacking
Yo pockets subtracting
I'm ballin like calvin
I heard you been slacking
I'm balling no drafting
They calling me holy moly
With these gidgets gadgets
You niggas know that i'm on
Shawty keep calling my phone
These niggas acting like clone
They know that strong my cologne
I can't give niggas a loan
None of my niggas unknown
I'm high as fuck like a drone
When you talk to me watch yo tone
Lil momma be styling and wiling
They mad cause i keep my flights private
Keep that heat on me pat riley
Foreign shit what i be driving
All of my bitches colliding
All of my niggas be sliding
Pull up on you if you hiding
That was goal i was striving
Skeet told me go get it i got it
Hop in that muhfucking rarri
I beat the beat up like rocky
I got yo bih panties droppin
These niggas know that i'm poppin
These niggas know i ain't stoppin
If i want it then i go cop it
They mad cause i'm smoking on tropic
Balling on niggas like celtics
I'm sorry but i can not help it
They telling me that i'm so selfish
I keep that green just like relish
I run this shit just like melvin
And nigga i'm really not caring
Boy you a bitch tyler perry
I'm rocking red like a cherry
Skeet Hook:
I need me a trap bitch
A get to the racks bitch
A chick that's gone break down them bails a chick that's gone pack sticks
Don't come with that cap shit
My bitch knock off your cap quick
Tell shawty go make that play then get back to the trap bitch
I need me a bag hoe
A chick bout her cash flow
Tell shawty to grab her a stick and then kicked down the back door
Shawty get to the racks tho
Keep her pockets fat wow
Ian got no time for the lil bitty bitches I got me a trap hoe
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