letra de trap - jelly & pi'erre bourne
[intro]
(d-mn, i’m lost in the soss)
jelly, jelly
(yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
ayy, ayy
[chorus]
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map
[verse 1: jelly]
got a couple n-ggas, they will k!ll you for a stash
know a couple b-tches, hold the cash and hold the straps (whew)
where the bags at, i’m shooting dice up in the trap (dice)
where the cash at, my n-ggas rob you for your bags
i ain’t talking to you, unless you got some tits and ass (god d-mn)
f-cking up the money, now i’m bout to f-cking spazz
got a play for a n-gga, with all types of straps (40, 40)
i could meet you in the guts, i’ll send it across the map (just pull up)
[chorus]
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map
[verse 2: frazier trill]
n-gga say he trap, but his phone never ring
plenty bells of this gas, [?] weed
four hundred forty eight grand, that ain’t sh-t to me
and these chains on my neck, feel like mr. t
in my trap house, jumping n-ggas every week
and your b-tch call my phone, cause she f-ck with me
i just give that b-tch some d-ck and let her smoke my weed
i’m a villain but that 30 ride under seat
[chorus]
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map
posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
yeah you know i’m on the bullsh-t, i ain’t with the cap (why you capping)
couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the gas)
got a n-gga buying pistols, right across the map (40)
[outro]
(d-mn, i’m lost in the soss)
(ahh sh-t)
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