Don Trip - Trap Shit lyrics
rate me[Hook]
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my niggas feel it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my bitches love it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say my label hate it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say the blogs say it, when I count that trap shit
All my music is honest, I don’t owe you no lies
Rap word working out for me, so dope is how I survive
Mama 2 months dead, daddy somewhere hiding
I wasn’t out here in clubs sings, I was too busy providing
Couple of views on youtube, that’s how I winded up signing
Headed to the scale, that same booth, I was doing more than just rhyming
Started back when I was 16, pety nigga lend diamond
By 18 I climbed in, I got 10 pounds off assignment
Honestly, I had 10 more, when cool and dre came sign me
Yeah bitch I have work and no plans on resigning
Now a nigga wanna rob me, cause of how well I’m grinding
Well I’m strapped up no matter what, and I dare nigga come try me
[Hook]
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my niggas feel it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my bitches love it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say my label hate it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say the blogs say it, when I count that trap shit
Think I’m some millionaire, but I’m nowhere near it
It’s niggas starving out here though, and they ain’t even tryina hear it
He home hit baby mama, a 9 to 5 it ain’t cheering
The rent due, the pampers low, and she just missed her period
He flat broke and he sick off, tryina find something to cure
Yeah I go with that balling shit, spend 45 thous on cheer it
When your pocket low, you get desperate, your judgment is blurry
And everytime you can’t ... your eyes get a bit teary
Now he talking bout robbing me, and if I don’t take a nigga serious
When he run upon me and drive down, I can’t do shit but look silly
Then it’s going a world stop, bout how I let a nigga get me
And if I am strapped and they came with it, y’all can say a nigga in it
[Hook]
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my niggas feel it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my bitches love it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say my label hate it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say the blogs say it, when I count that trap shit
Yes signed that record deal, fuck I’ma do if they drop me
Buy a couple pounds of that broccoli, and turn my spider to a swap meat
They just care about hit records, they don’t care if my child eat
Honestly, I don’t expect them too, bitch I’m a man, I got man
They don’t understand where I come from, 2 words dope money
They hate when I talk that trap shit, 2 more words, show money
And search for that single, but I don’t give a fuck about that
I got sued before they catch a check, I’m in it bitch tryina bounce back
I’m taking care of my baby mama, thank to juve and ...
Now I’m hopping on niggas tools, just so I can afford
I ain’t keeping no secrets, so it ain’t shit to explore
So don’t worry about me homie, be glad the problems ain’t yours, trap shit
[Hook]
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my niggas feel it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
All my bitches love it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say my label hate it when I talk that trap shit
The trap shit, a trap shit, they trap shit
Say the blogs say it, when I count that trap shit.
