NLE Choppa – Trap Phone Lyrics, Letra:
Trap Phone Lyrics
Chorus
Ayy
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (What I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (Paved the way)
Left plenty niggas up in the door, that was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Teamin’)
Yeah, I got ‘em fightin’ over semen (Semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meanin’ (Meanin’)
Verse 1
Ayy, I break that shit out when it’s time to play (Time to play)
Got SK’s and dirty K’s
I catch fades, the barber way (Barber way)
My last kill, I played the role over snake, how I snaked the snake (Brrt)
Last drill tried to put a ape on a shirt like it’s Bathing Ape (Brrt, brrt)
Ayy, you on some tough shit (Tough Shit)
I’m on some shit that get you bust quick
Watch yo’ mouth ‘cause I bet this Glock 27 hush it
Why he run, boy you know that backshot ugly
Green tip, blue tip, slime got a cousin
Can’t believe that I’m really rich, but never sent a hit (Never sent a hit)
Billion streams up, I did a drill with my nigga bitch (On God)
Head coach of the game and I’m still in the field with it (On God)
Buss a nigga brain, and told his brother come and deal with me (On God)
Chorus
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (What I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop the brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (You know I paved the way)
Left plenty niggas up in the door, that was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Double teamin’, dawg)
Yeah, I got ‘em fightin’ over semen (Over semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meaning (Don’t know the meaning, dawg)
Verse 2
Two Glocks get shot, give a nigga a Glock shell (Brrr)
Yo’ top get cropped, then I’m goin’ to make bail (Brrr)
Y’all niggas act good, all my opps be Denzel (Brrr)
Saw him, he ran, bitch, you know how to tuck a tail (Brrrr)
Ayy, and I ain’t never told shit (Never told shit)
Since a youngin’ I’ve been Loc’ing, I move in slow motion (Crip, crip, crip)
He was scared to come out, I kick the door in (Door in)
Put the pole in his brother mouth, say some, unload it (Say sum nigga)
I’m in this bitch with a whole lot of shottas
Whole lot of straps, so Hakuna Matata (Matata)
Better tell ‘em chill ‘fore it be a problem (Problem)
Fifty shots in the Glock, no doctor (No doctor)
Nigga think it’s sweet, so I shot him (I shot him)
God got a meet and greet for a robber (For a robber)
Choppa make him do the NLE Choppa (The NLE Choppa)
Leave him in the streets when I caught him (I caught him)
Chorus
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (Ayy what I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop the brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (You know I paved the way)
Left plenty niggas up in the door, that was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Double teamin’ dawg)
Yeah, I got ‘em fightin’ over semen (Over semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meaning (Don’t know the meaning, dawg)
Outro
NLE, Top Shotta
Got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
Get the doctor, main shotta, main slaughter
Na-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh
NLE Choppa – Trap Phone Letra
Trap Phone Letra