Trapped
Pray for all homies that been locked in the trap
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
I can tell you only want the boy cause where he came from
You won't get inside my head, your games played and you ain't won
I'm the type of guy you figured out you had to switch lanes on
I'm living this life, I kick you out so you can not take some
No, I don't want that bitch
I just want a millie put it all in my wrist yeah
Back and forth fighting bout shit
That was my dog 'fore you even made the list yeah
Now he dead walking like a bitch
Pull up to his crib and he acting like he switched
I don't want to make a scene when he getting hitched
But you had changed him and he turned into a snitch yeah
Yeah you fake and all
But this lane was ours
I can't hang with y'all
You'd change me then I would fall
Then I would fall
I can't lose it all
I'm racked up in the bank
I telling you the difference between bitches and a snake
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
Pray for all homies that been locked in the trap
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
I'm racked up in the bank
I telling you the difference between bitches and a snake
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
Pray for all homies that been locked in the trap
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
I can tell you only want the boy cause where he came from
You won't get inside my head, your games played and you ain't won
I'm the type of guy you figured out you had to switch lanes on
I'm living this life, I kick you out so you can not take some
No, I don't want that bitch
I just want a millie put it all in my wrist yeah
Back and forth fighting bout shit
That was my dog 'fore you even made the list yeah
Now he dead walking like a bitch
Pull up to his crib and he acting like he switched
I don't want to make a scene when he getting hitched
But you had changed him and he turned into a snitch yeah
Yeah you fake and all
But this lane was ours
I can't hang with y'all
You'd change me then I would fall
Then I would fall
I can't lose it all
I'm racked up in the bank
I telling you the difference between bitches and a snake
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
Pray for all homies that been locked in the trap
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
I'm racked up in the bank
I telling you the difference between bitches and a snake
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
If I see you, imma get you, imma tell you what I think
Pray for all homies that been locked in the trap
This girl mad with the spells, I put dick in her back
Aye these hoes want the cash like I been on top that
She gone take some, I slay some, my cash runs like track
Pray for all my homies that been locked in the trap
I been working every day put my shit on the map
I sense some, they fake numb, I can tell they game dumb
Yeah she bad but she a lame one, fuck with her and your names done
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Writer(s): Caleb F
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