M.E.S Trap – Trap

Letra “M.E.S Trap – Trap” Official Lyrics

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[Verse 1: M.E.S Trap]Yea
We got the bows in the trap
Trap

We don’t bring no hoes in the trap
We don’t talk on the phone
Cause them hoes might tapped
No cap

My niggas been twitching
They itching to catch them somebody
Leave faces in laps
Just for all of that yap

Even the niggas want smoke
Play my songs in the trap
They like that trap nigga snapped

Saw niggas fumble the bag
Could’ve won on this side
Nigga I did you a favor

She thinking shit sweet
Cause she acting like candy to me
You can’t get this bag now or later

Light brown nigga
But when I turn off the lights
I’m darth Vader
Cause I hit yo bitch with this saber

Love gang to the moon and back
I had to let the shit go
Cause I’ll leave a nigga with craters

Get to cash
Connected like cable

Moneygang
I’ll break a 80 on tables

Monopoly
I ran this shit before native

Rap in real life
If you want on this label

I changed my number so you can stop calling me

I been post up where the ballers be

Niggas tragic they just wanna follow me

Will I fall off
Never probably

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[Verse: M.E.S Trap]Never had plans just for college
But I’ll take some trap money
Flip it in real estate

Brother said it ain’t tricking
You got it
So I’ll snatch your hoe
Take her out on a dinner date

Never cappin
When I said I’m gone put my niggas on
Laps with it
Shidd more than plenty ate

Can’t be cappin
When I got some shit make u move
Micheal Jackson
Yo body Gone renovate

Take a 10
I might upgrade a exotic foreign

Hush gang
Only thing loud was them warrants

Brackin seals out the case
Money lines steady pouring

Got switches
For bad ahh children of the corn

I been the nigga they talk about
Guess they was whispering first
Tried to act like they snorin

How u wanna hop in mclarens
Wanna rub on my dick
And you can’t flip a 10
Hoe u boring

Get this shit yea
Know I’m with it today

You lacking
You ain’t gotta lie to your bae

Niggas die for less
Don’t want to die for a pay

Pecan colored Glock
Bake a pie in his face

Foreign
This shit costing more than a ray

She ain’t boring
She gone lick the nut off her face

Where you going
This switch got him running in place

Know some cartels
Who’ll stuff all your homies in crates

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