Trap Out Songtext
That's that, ayy, bitch I'm a gangster
Ayy, you gon' respect my mind what I'm tryna tell her right now, Henry (Henry, you ate this one)
She think she finna G5 a G (Tre, what you cookin'?)
Baby, I been on this train a long time (All aboard)
That's another load, she know I can't quit, for sure
That's a half boil, oh, yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told"
They was dissin', I killed fiends in all of my dope
Ayy, you gon' respect my mind what I'm tryna tell her right now, Henry (Henry, you ate this one)
She think she finna G5 a G (Tre, what you cookin'?)
Baby, I been on this train a long time (All aboard)
That's another load, she know I can't quit, for sure
That's a half boil, oh, yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told"
They was dissin', I killed fiends in all of my dope
I trap out, in the slums, in the cut
In the trenches for some years, I grew it, I trap out
I'm headin' over, in route with the 'yola
Protectin' the spot with a MAC at the traphouse
I'm on the stage, my money ain't made
They callin' to see 'bout wherever I'm at, now
Get 'em, we ship 'em wherever you at, now
Ain't got this out the mud and I hate how I'm livin'
One in a million, I stand in attention
Controllin' the slums and I can't get out of here
And I hate that city
Mexicanos, mí guerrero mí sin nombre (Cartel boss)
In the cartel, I'm fully committed
In violent environment, rockin' designer
Thermostat, got a remote for the climate
That mean I'm in control of the temperature
Sworn on an oath when I took this position
And then I'm acceptin' whatever come with it
Stressful as hell, can't lie to my children Teachin' my sons, it's part of the game
"If I ever leave, take care of your sisters"
I don't complain, I handle the business
I made it look good while sustainin' these injuries
My heart been stained, but nothin' been fixin' it
I been showin' love and it scarred me
Real street nigga, can't turn my back on the trenches
Just got a text from my other lieutenant
Only excited whenever they hit me
Send me the addy and everywhere I send it
Confirmin' transmission, the package delivered
Satellite phone, a Mexican biller
Island surrounded by beautiful women
Prayin' to God that you was here with me
When you're not okay, my spirit can feel it (I feel it), feel it
You my soul belongs to and I'm not ashamed to admit it
That's another load, she know I can't quit, for sure
That's a half boil, oh, yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, I ain't never hearin' I told
They was dissin', I killed fiends in all of my dope
Heartbroke, a piece of the road, I ain't fuck with the hammer
I been dippin' with Bo, keep that shit from Montana
Let's board the boat, it's gon' hit it in H
I don't talk when it's landin', the phone got a jammer
And I'm at the spot by the stove, Vaughn out of the door
I'm controllin' this bitch with no camera
5-Ton jack, get the tar, I'ma hit it from scratch
'Fore it go in the bag, put a stamp on 'em
Unc' in the cell, he took time, ain't no bail
Brother stuck up in here, put a cape on Kendell
We took a fifth and made five in Los Angeles house
Bitch, I'm rappin' and trappin' in here
I'ma hit it and hit it and stack it in gear
Everything that I'm holdin' inside to the gang
On the road with the 5, we was both doin' time
Two time, oldest child, I'll sell you everything
That's another load, she know I can't cook for sure
That's an airball, oh yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told"
Play with this and I'll kill, labels callin' my phone
I can send my album out, nigga, I got eight, sixteen, what you want?
I'm servin' hella sounds, I'm comin' however you want
Nigga, I got hella flows, nigga, what's your alamo?
She ain't got no alibi, now she ain't got me no more (Me no more)
Hello?
Hello?
Ayy, I just wanted to let you know I'm in route, sir
I'm finna drop AI YoungBoy 3 after this, I'ma get at you, man
Bet
NBA YoungBoy
Kevin Gates
This mixtape special
Deshawn
In the trenches for some years, I grew it, I trap out
I'm headin' over, in route with the 'yola
Protectin' the spot with a MAC at the traphouse
I'm on the stage, my money ain't made
They callin' to see 'bout wherever I'm at, now
Get 'em, we ship 'em wherever you at, now
Ain't got this out the mud and I hate how I'm livin'
One in a million, I stand in attention
Controllin' the slums and I can't get out of here
And I hate that city
Mexicanos, mí guerrero mí sin nombre (Cartel boss)
In the cartel, I'm fully committed
In violent environment, rockin' designer
Thermostat, got a remote for the climate
That mean I'm in control of the temperature
Sworn on an oath when I took this position
And then I'm acceptin' whatever come with it
Stressful as hell, can't lie to my children Teachin' my sons, it's part of the game
"If I ever leave, take care of your sisters"
I don't complain, I handle the business
I made it look good while sustainin' these injuries
My heart been stained, but nothin' been fixin' it
I been showin' love and it scarred me
Real street nigga, can't turn my back on the trenches
Just got a text from my other lieutenant
Only excited whenever they hit me
Send me the addy and everywhere I send it
Confirmin' transmission, the package delivered
Satellite phone, a Mexican biller
Island surrounded by beautiful women
Prayin' to God that you was here with me
When you're not okay, my spirit can feel it (I feel it), feel it
You my soul belongs to and I'm not ashamed to admit it
That's another load, she know I can't quit, for sure
That's a half boil, oh, yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, I ain't never hearin' I told
They was dissin', I killed fiends in all of my dope
Heartbroke, a piece of the road, I ain't fuck with the hammer
I been dippin' with Bo, keep that shit from Montana
Let's board the boat, it's gon' hit it in H
I don't talk when it's landin', the phone got a jammer
And I'm at the spot by the stove, Vaughn out of the door
I'm controllin' this bitch with no camera
5-Ton jack, get the tar, I'ma hit it from scratch
'Fore it go in the bag, put a stamp on 'em
Unc' in the cell, he took time, ain't no bail
Brother stuck up in here, put a cape on Kendell
We took a fifth and made five in Los Angeles house
Bitch, I'm rappin' and trappin' in here
I'ma hit it and hit it and stack it in gear
Everything that I'm holdin' inside to the gang
On the road with the 5, we was both doin' time
Two time, oldest child, I'll sell you everything
That's another load, she know I can't cook for sure
That's an airball, oh yes I'm him, I ain't use no stove
Big brother doin' a thousand years, ain't never hearin', "I told"
Play with this and I'll kill, labels callin' my phone
I can send my album out, nigga, I got eight, sixteen, what you want?
I'm servin' hella sounds, I'm comin' however you want
Nigga, I got hella flows, nigga, what's your alamo?
She ain't got no alibi, now she ain't got me no more (Me no more)
Hello?
Hello?
Ayy, I just wanted to let you know I'm in route, sir
I'm finna drop AI YoungBoy 3 after this, I'ma get at you, man
Bet
NBA YoungBoy
Kevin Gates
This mixtape special
Deshawn
