Johnny Cinco

Johnny Cinco - Virtual Trapping lyrics

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Ft. Peewee Longway

(Hook)

We virtual trapping, we virtual trapping

We virtual trapping, we virtual trapping yeah

Cyber bricks, cyber bricks, cyber bricks

Cyber bricks, we got them cyber bricks

Who says you were trappin' who says you were trappin'

Who says you were trappin' who says you were trappin' yeah

Ain't comprehend, comprehend, comprehend, comprehend,

Comprehend, comprehend, comprehend, comprehend, yeah

(Post-Hook x2)

Surgin' the trap, what you know bout?

I just got off, wanna go back

I turned yo hoe to a robot

Trappin' with swerve, what you know bout?

(Verse: Cinco)

Swing out my swag and my coco went fast

All this damn coke got me fit off the must

Answer the coke, drop in the cash

Switch on the ____________________(?)

Trenchin' Le Baron eventually I'll roll the tension

The magic, I tell it, I wanna tend to a foreign

Like taking yo hoe to my dick, show some respect!

I know everythang that gon' switter my swag

New Maseratti, got swerve effects

Look at my wrist and my diamonds all dance

Look at my bitch, blue foreign shit

Homie saw me, I just came off and lit

Bout the same lane, Chris stalling my biz

I cuss on the Dodgers cuz they can't run shit

Off with the rich, pay for the shit

Bitch, that's when I told her ______(?)

Anyway go I'mma do her

You claim these cuffs for the wrong hoe

Give a nigga sum' to put on

Get 'er well and none to stood on

Cyber trapping got the hood on

Swervin' thru' traffic, jump off the ashes

Trapping a habit, cremate a habit

(Hook)

(Post-Hook x2)

(Verse 2: Longway)

Slayin' that row off the flat keep it dough out

Been virtual trappin' turn that bitch a robot

28 grams, servin' zips off the clock

Cyber bricks on my toe Givency socks

A milla Pucci, I'ma chinchilla fox

We virtually trappin' 'em girls out the box

I'm Pee Wee Longway, go skeet skeet the lot

Mr. Blue Benjamin, go skeet skeet the pot

My mojo with the dope, they call me crack pat

Post it in the trenches tryna get get it

Workin' that bitch, trappin' dope out her titties

Reverse up her nest, only came when I hit it

That bitch go ci-versus, go bay in the city

Get on that work when the mad man deliver

Jimmy true gone on me Jimmy True Silver

Pop away like I'm a body builder

Jackin' gyg and knock the projects and trenches

Sniping all the brick, the josters I test 'em

Been virtual trappin' since second semester

Elementary, used to sell to professors

Percocet, xanny bars moving the decimals

Blue Benjamin rubber band on me, invested

In the church we virtually trappin' whateva

Stay down and stay down and make that shit betta

Longway, bitch!

(Hook)

(Post-Hook x2)

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