Beibs In The Trap (Letra)::: – Travis Scott feat. NAV
Letras da musica:
(Intro: Nav):::
That coca
(Hook: Nav):::
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
(Verse 1: Nav):::
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it
Told Frost bring the water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she’s snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I’mma get more
(Verse 2: Travis Scott):::
Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy
Help it, please
Beast, beast it
Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me
Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah yeah)
I’m lit, like Nick, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ‘em (yeah)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
(Hook: Nav):::
I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rollin’ on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Ooo