Album Cover Trap feat. M1llionz

Trap feat. M1llionz

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My young ting got the new A-Class, digital dash, getting all gassed

Me, I′m in the trap, soft in a pot, I better get back

My ticc ting got a new tatMy briz ting put a new bag on snap

Aired my North ting, now she's all mad

I told my short ting don′t wear flats

Facetime to Channele, had to flick that cam when I whip that workup

Bando, I just left two workers

Now its the front and back I serve from (both)

Better be worth it, I'm with a famous one in a German (German)

Hit the baitest one on the DMs (DMs)

Sent the eyes I'm preeing (watch em′)

Cocaine drop then I cotch with the killys

Gimme the drop, I′ll draw that quickly

Me and bro two waps up, twinnies (matching)

I was outside when they never come

Link my band and came with the drum

Word did it out like he ain't gotta run

Bad boy from school, where mum told school don′t play with her son

I was in the bando weighing a tonne

You was there waiting for something to come

D Row's tryna pree something to

Turn that barrow and turn and run

Hear man come, I suggest you run

Pree it and see it, I′ll stretch that one (stretch it)

Too much tings, I could go to war with the club (club)

Opp block scoring it up (scoring)

Now they are all pouring it up (up)

Two 36s, bring my ticklist

I need more of the grub (more)

Them bitches more of a club (more)

Like me come more of a tug (yeah)

Often bricks, but I'm talking less

I′m tryna get more off the plug

Shawty throwin' a fuss

Wants me to ignore the love

Chocolate browning, she knows man runs the town

So she wanna go tour with us

She just told me "There's more of us"

Three want me, I′m more in luck

I just put a hairband around two phones

I gotta keep both lines in close proximity

Before I step out the car in my zones

I scan my whole road for false activity

This milf ting gives brilliant blows

I gotta rate her 99 ability

Two hands and a whole load of movement

She deals with the ting with top class agility (mad)

Dead ting cockblocking her bredrin

Cah she knows her friend ain′t leaving with her

Who's that leng ting put that vehc′s in reverse

I dropped some mad game didn't even rehearse

Kiss on my cheeks when I meet with the Turks

That key won′t carry you ain't near to a bird

Innocent youths can get seriously hurt

If they ever try intervene on the works

Just done a strenuous shift

I only came in cah my workers absent

Told him "Carry on playing truant, that fake cough act ain′t winning no baftas"

That remix light had my blockphone stagnant

I dashed that plug and imposed that sanction

Old ting won't leave me alone, bare harassment

Said she wanna link 'til she frass off Magnum

′Bout niggas ain′t shit, girl best find a place for this hideous stick

How man talking violence never been to

The hood and you live in the sticks (yeah)

Please tell me why when girl want attention

They go on snap and post the silliest things (dumb bitch)

Jailhouse times in my blue vest

Mixed with other wings man bring it gym (ching)

Too much tings, I could go to war with the club (club)

Opp block scoring it up (scoring)

Now they are all pouring it up (up)

Two 36s, bring my ticklist

I need more of the grub (more)

Them bitches more of a club (more)

Like me come more of a tug (yeah)

Often bricks (bricks)

But I'm talking less I′m tryna get more off the plug

Shawty throwin' a fuss

Wants me to ignore the love

Chocolate browning, she knows man runs the town

So she wanna go tour with us

She just told me "There′s more of us"

Three want me, I'm more in luck