trap house 2016
Nettspend
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Nettspend - trap house 2016 Lyrics & Traduction

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Glock too big for the lap
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Glock too big for the lap (Go)
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Glock too big for the lap (Go)
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, go, go)
Glock too big for the lap
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Woah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, ah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee (Blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah, blah)

Uh, on my radar, I got too much paper
I could really play for the Lakers (Aw)
Uh, they were sayin', all I say is, "Wait, what?"
Now I'm makin' more than they make, yeah
It might be a throwaway, but I pull up to the show late
Damn, I got road rage, all these bitches broke, ayy
Close your mouth, bitch, do not moan, wah
I'ma fit my tongue in
Mama, I do not condone it
Bad bitch, bone it
I don't I don't give a fuck 'bout a friend, yeah
I don't give a fuck 'bout a friend
'Cause we all losin', pop it like a pink 10
When I'm dry off the drugs, I don't really fit in
If you wanna come around, touch your toes again
Yeah, again, my main bitch is a ten
She told me she not really into men
I just threw the whole pill case like some M&M
Your mama knows me by Nettspend, huh, uh (Yeah, what?)
Lil' Gen, yeah, that's what I got for them
I pop my collar again, bring you in 'cause they are twins (Huh)
Old enough to pay your rent, not old enough to buy no gin
I'm fucked up, up in the crib, yeah, I'll see you later, yeah, yeah (Yeah, hit, yeah, hit)
She wa she want dick, hold up, I just got a 'Vette, yeah (Hit, hit, hit, hold up, hold up, yeah, yeah)
God, I'm such a lit kid (Yeah), two nights, sold out the Brix', yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I won't do that, yeah, again (What?), I won't do that, yeah, again (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I think my mom know that I'm off the shit (Blah, blah, blah)

Glock too big for the lap
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Glock too big for the lap (Go)
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, woah, woah)
Glock too big for the lap (Go)
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, go, go)
Glock too big for the lap
Glock too Glock too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Woah, woah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee (Blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah)

(Aw)