[intro]
Manny gang stuff
You know what it is
Trappy
[Verse 1]
Big guns lookin like it’s off of saints row
Big wapper turn your jacket to a waistcoat
Niggas better get to runnin like usain bolt
I got runners doing numbers like usain bolt
I got runners doing numbers like mo farah
Until you seen the five-o and I saw power
Had to lock the line off for a whole hour
In the trap for twenty days and had no shower
I got workers in the trap they never lie down
It’s Getting dirty had to switch them inside out
Don’t you think it’s tight how
Every single worker that I’ve had don’t made me five thou’
Then disappearing like five took em on a hide out
I’m fresh back from my time out
Why you think I really eat plugs and then I fly out
I took losses got me thinking what’s life about
But when it gets low you won’t see me going out
Turning up with no p’s about
I get down I get down until we back up
All I know is trap trap trap until we back up
Late nights bagging really fuck a mans back up
Gotta keep hoes that I bag up
Nowadays nigga keep a pole for a back up
Got a whole of drillas that’ll go and light a gaff up
Catch him slippin with a dippy get stabbed up
You know what it is
Normal it’s only gang stuff
And some days I get gassed up
But I ain’t tryna see my hand in handcuffs
Amount of times I hit the wing it must be bad luck
Dropped my first freestyle niggas need to catch up
Mask gloves
Big fat wap and some fat slugs
Run off from some plugs I’m on the block like catch us
I ain’t really tryna do a show unless im strapped up
Every grow a nigga ever did put me racks up
Ten quid two boxes of the dank bud
We hit the studio bangers
I dropped trappish now they’re calling it the anthem
We ain’t on no gay shit
Change the plate still active in the same whip
I ain’t the kinda kid you wanna play with
I’m in the dinger ding putting in a grave shift
I’m in a dinger ding putting in a grave shift
Manny gang stuff
You know what it is
Trappy
[Verse 1]
Big guns lookin like it’s off of saints row
Big wapper turn your jacket to a waistcoat
Niggas better get to runnin like usain bolt
I got runners doing numbers like usain bolt
I got runners doing numbers like mo farah
Until you seen the five-o and I saw power
Had to lock the line off for a whole hour
In the trap for twenty days and had no shower
I got workers in the trap they never lie down
It’s Getting dirty had to switch them inside out
Don’t you think it’s tight how
Every single worker that I’ve had don’t made me five thou’
Then disappearing like five took em on a hide out
I’m fresh back from my time out
Why you think I really eat plugs and then I fly out
I took losses got me thinking what’s life about
But when it gets low you won’t see me going out
Turning up with no p’s about
I get down I get down until we back up
All I know is trap trap trap until we back up
Late nights bagging really fuck a mans back up
Gotta keep hoes that I bag up
Nowadays nigga keep a pole for a back up
Got a whole of drillas that’ll go and light a gaff up
Catch him slippin with a dippy get stabbed up
You know what it is
Normal it’s only gang stuff
And some days I get gassed up
But I ain’t tryna see my hand in handcuffs
Amount of times I hit the wing it must be bad luck
Dropped my first freestyle niggas need to catch up
Mask gloves
Big fat wap and some fat slugs
Run off from some plugs I’m on the block like catch us
I ain’t really tryna do a show unless im strapped up
Every grow a nigga ever did put me racks up
Ten quid two boxes of the dank bud
We hit the studio bangers
I dropped trappish now they’re calling it the anthem
We ain’t on no gay shit
Change the plate still active in the same whip
I ain’t the kinda kid you wanna play with
I’m in the dinger ding putting in a grave shift
I’m in a dinger ding putting in a grave shift
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