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letra de i like to trap - yung flyy god

sp-cy

i like to trap, trap, trap, trap, | like to trap
| got that gun in my lap, keep this sh-t spinning farris wheel, fair
too much money take a trip to bel air, keep it real i’m the one with
the wave
can you tell me who the f-ck who had fell off
can you tell me who fell off, cause big god you know you be
flowing
it be blowing me but it don’t make me no different, i’m k!lling these
b-tches, they hoeing
quit ignoring my texts baby girl you tripping, you know what the
f-ck you be doing
she say | got the advantage i’m k!lling that p-ssy lil ma
| could’ve gave my lil woe the ball, when | had steppеd on my
motherf-ckin’ pivot
‘they ain’t evеn wanna stay down for the come up, now look at me
n— the biggest
| got a whole lot of racks in my pockets lil n—- when i’m in the
building
| could’ve gave the whole crew the whole game, but these
motherf-ckers didn’t wanna listen
really don’t even do the clubbing no more, these lil n—– be
blowing my high
| show my b-tch to the public, these n—– be tryna just get on my
vibe
give her this d-ck she gone love me lil baby girl already know that
she mine
| ran it up to the fullest lil baby girl you can put this in your pocket
big booty, lil on the waist, | wanna make her my main
then she look good in her face, i’m bout to put her on game
yen gotta be with no lame, come kick with me | got paper
ima pull up with this cake, you gotta see all this paper

trap, trap, trap, trap, | like to trap
i got that gun in my lap, keep this sh-t spinning farris wheel, fair
too much money take a trip to bel air, keep it real i’m the one with
the wave
can you tell me who the f-ck who had fell off
can you tell me who fell off, cause big god you know you be
flowing
it be blowing me but it don’t make me no different, i’m k!lling these
b-tches, they hoeing
quit ignoring my texts baby girl you tripping, you know what the
f-ck you be doing
she say | got the advantage i’m k!lling that p-ssy lil ma
yeah, yeah
| had to change up my ways, and get out my feelings, and go get a
bag
yeah, and | can just up and leave on a b-tch and not give a f-ck who
ijust had
and no lan tripping bout nun of these racks
just put a few back in the stash, play wit bruh and | swear that’s yo
ass
play wit nuke and | swear that’s yo ass
n—- be talking like they be wanting pressure, know they don’t
want pressure
cause i’m really wit it
i can f-ck on a b-tch if she bad give a f-ck about them looks
pull out and nut on her titties’
lately ain’t been showing no love, i’m counting these hundreds and
counting these fifties, yeah
lately | been sitting in them trenches
out the way so please don’t mix me, yeah
got this sh-t out the mud, a n— be flowing like suds
if | f-ck on a hoe | don’t budge, if she bad ima nut on her b-tt
and you say she don’t get freaky for you, for me she get nasty like
sl-ts
why the f-ck they be holding these grudges
maybe cause i’m the motherf-ckin’ one, yeah

trap, trap, trap, trap, | like to trap
| got that gun in my lap, keep this sh-t spinning farris wheel, fair
‘too much money take a trip to bel air, keep it real i’m the one with
the wave
can you tell me who the f-ck who had fell off
can you tell me who fell off, cause big god you know you be
flowing
it be blowing me but it don’t make me no different, i’m k!lling these
b-tches, they hoeing
quit ignoring my texts baby girl you tripping, you know what the
f-ck you be doing
she say | got the advantage i’m k!lling that p-ssy lil ma

- yung flyy god

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