Fredo Santana - Trap Life feat. Ballout lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

Bang, bang, powder on the scale, wanna come up

Ain’t gonn tell you twice, gonn tell you once

I can introduce you to this trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

Wanna stay on high, wanna be a star

Wanna fuck bitches, wanna drive cars? Foreign

I can introduce you to this trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

Trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

In the trap, in the kitchen all we sell is white

In the hallway with them 30’s we’ve been toll pipes

Better not be no fuckin opa, you gonn loose your life

We got niggas dying, niggas wailin, kill em for the set

Make you crazy, with the shit, you can get whacked

Hollow tips hit his brain, he won’t remember that

Trapstars bitch, we fly where them pigeons at

Sell that phoney work damn that type of shit is whack

Went from sellin weed to pushin crack

5 hunned dollars round my waist niggas kill for that

5 hunned dollars get a nigga fuckin whacked

[Hook]

Powder on the scale, wanna come up

Ain’t gonn tell you twice, gonn tell you once

I can introduce you to this trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

Ball out

I can introduce you to this trap life

Lil niggas in the kitchen, whippin white

Gotta watch faces in this trap life

Niggas cops, niggas snitches, niggas tellin lies

I don’t trust niggas, get em out my sight

They be acting, like they down alright

When the cops catch em, they be out the same night

See that’s the crazy shit, about this trap life

Niggas say they trappin, but they ain’t trappin right

These niggas sellin lies, my niggas sellin pies

I told you I can introduce you to this trap life

[Hook]

Powder on the scale, wanna come up

Ain’t gonn tell you twice, gonn tell you once

I can introduce you to this trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

Wanna stay on high, wanna be a star

Wanna fuck bitches, wanna drive cars? Foreign

I can introduce you to this trap life

I can introduce you to this trap life

Trap life.