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letra de ina trap! - f3nix

[chorus: f3nix]
ay, i’m in the trap with yo’ b-tch
that head game is not sh-t
i’m in the trap with a stick
i upped four bands, i thought i told you
i let my chop remix
turned to a pack so i can roll up
i let that boy eat sh-t
slide through fast, nah, there’s no hold up
i let my g6 go
hold up, lock it, hot sh-t blow
pop down, lock it, drop it slow
shake that, shake that
get real low
i’d k!ll myself for a suicide door
send you to heaven where i can’t go
like, where’s the x? i need some more
what’s this sh-t? i’ll take ’bout four

[verse 1: f3nix]
yeah, we in the streets, it gets turnt
stay too long, yo’ ass get burnt
.762 yo’ sh-t get murked
i’m in the trap with the muhf-ckin’ birds
walk in this b-tch with the muhf-ckin’ syrup
twerk, twerk, see that ass turn up
work it, work it, see that ass burn
yeah, shake it, shake it, sh-t goin’ further
[verse 2: f3nix]
pregnant b-tch, shots gettin’ you knocked up
i up four-five, put the glock up
boy, when i up four-five, better get back
taking yo’ face, better come get yo’ sh-t back
i done slid through, get the l!ck back
i don’t want your girl, get yo’ b-tch back
she fallin’ for me, but i get that
crackin’ her up like a muhf-ckin’ kit-kat
crackin’ her up like a muhf-ckin’ vase
talk too sl!ck, catch four to your face
i’ll up like six of my k’s
better believe it’ll be your worst day
f-ck it, i’ll up five of the dracs
f-ck it, bullets stay taking your place
f-ck it, tell him to get out the way
f-ck it, glock straight making his fate

[verse 3: $prinkles]
sh-t it’s 76 with thirty purple wrapped around the case
cappin’ ass commander cobra, boy, the king of all them snakes
and if you speakin’ really funny, flank ya’ block a couple ways
all my dawgs they got some money, they be foldin’ it for days
you put that drop up in my hand, but i can’t see how much it weighs
let’s spin the lot, or move some bands
there’s so much ice up in the bay
oh sh-t, these vikes about half empty
losin’ track how much i ate
i’m overdosin’ on these pills and 12’s stay matchin’ with my drac
i got these olsen twin f.n.’s
i’m ’bout to take ’em on a date
you always broke and on yo’ ass, boy, get the f-ck up, catch a play
i’ll hit you with a big ol’ nine, you hear a brees, it smoked ya’ face
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
it broke ya’ knees, you need some plates
i’m ’bout to stop up at sunoco, all these hunnids i could break
i’m pressin’ percs and pullin’ fent
these p-ssy’s hate how much it pays
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
they can’t stand how much i gain
d-mn, d-mn, d-mn, d-mn
they can’t stand how much i
[chorus: f3nix]
ay, i’m in the trap with yo’ b-tch
that head game is not sh-t
i’m in the trap with a stick
i upped four bands, i thought i told you
i let my chop remix
turned to a pack so i can roll up
i let that boy eat sh-t
slide through fast, nah, there’s no hold up
i let my g6 go
hold up, lock it, hot sh-t blow
pop down, lock it, drop it slow
shake that, shake that
get real low
i’d k!ll myself for a suicide door
send you to heaven where i can’t go
like, where’s the x? i need some more
what’s this sh-t? i’ll take ’bout four

- f3nix

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