YFN Lucci

Trap
Turn Me Up Josh Every street nigga ain't a rapper Every rapper ain't a street nigga Every dope boy in rap ain't a dope boy in the trap You know what I mean? Think it's a game? Snowman, Tip, 650Luc DJ Drama, legendary I said trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh She say she don't, bitch, you're a teaser I'm on the Perc now, I'm 'bout to pour my lean up Fire the dope up, huh, better not fire no seed up We in the dope spot, I make her roll the weed up, uh Trappin' out the West End like we in the trap a lot I sent the package on the freeway in the back of a double R Uh, and I'm on the PJ, I'll be back by ten tomorrow I'm on my way to a meeting, I'm a real dope boy Songtexte Trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh I got a 36, I'm 'bout to turn the team over Coppin' dirty bricks, I need some Aquafina I'm in that big Phantom, that type of shit you dream of Them exotic leathers, like she got a Celine plug The feds fucked up Tip, them fuck niggas killed Nip I'm like '96 Olympics, I'm just tryin' not to flip Smoke a blunt, pour some white out for Bankroll Fresh Every motherfuckin' Rollie, might as well buy a vest Grind hard, fuck the rest, DJ Khaled, we the best Just know we number one and we ain't claimin' nothin' less Nines, fours, and them triple beams Yeah, I just left Milano, Valentino jeans Said trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh Yeah, a thousand dollars hoodie, camouflage in the double R Tryna buy the block and build a skyscraper, fuck a car Okay, acknowledgement is mandatory, better give me all of it I call atomic, dawg, like parliament Intolerant to the fuck shit when you fuck with this bloodline It be generations of retaliation, ain't no waitin' on it, ain't no hesitation, I swear You pull up on me, you can see the shit I say I have to catch a body, I can beat this shit, I pray Adhere to former drug dealer, ex-con, ho At 12, said I'd rather sell crack than push a lawnmower Hustle, get a bankroll, double up, boy And if you go against the grain, you a fuckboy, for real Trap, huh, trap, huh, trap through the screen, huh Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend A good dope, yeah, that's just what I need I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah Real dope, real dope boy never sleep, yeah, uh Real A-Town dope boy shit Shout out to West Side Crips Eastside Jody, my niggas Decatur Ice Duct Tape niggas, Trouble Shout out to Dez and the whole SPC Gucci, MPC group home Shout out to Robin Hood Mike D Shout out to No Face, No Case The great A-10, 10 East Point Shout out to NEA Shout out to QC, Migo Gang, what's up? Monster Status, Big L Shout out to Cash Only My Freeband niggas Longway, what's up Shout out to Wolfpack Big Twan and Teezy Unos, shout out to ABG Free Major Grams, Diablo Red Diablo Scott, OG Chop RIP Famlay YFNBC the Label Aus Songtexte Mania