Trap House Jumpin'
He came too close to my fuckin' jewerly
Now that nigga lost at sea, like Dory
Yuh Yuh
Whatnic with the beat
We plugged in
Came too far now
I can't slow down'
Just left home can't go back, nah
Niggas want my head I know that, yuh
She give me head when I drop a song
How you switch, your mood is wrong
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Its not money, its not nothin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Smell this sac, it smell like funyuns
Murder on his mind, he just lookin at his drako
I just the fucking money, yeah, el dinero
Trap house jumpin, all the time
Trap house jumpin' all the time
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Glocks & 9's
Yea she call me zay bands
I got bands and they don't fold
I put on my ray bands, I can't even see you hoe
I am not abusive nigga but her ass i'm slapping tho
Smoke good weed till i pass out
Spent a couple, made it back now
This young nigga can't run out
Pockets on thick, no pat-down
Don't make sense if it don't make money
Broke niggas laugh like that shit funny
Kill that boy then find his junkies
Bag that nigga he owe me money
Bag that nigga he owe me money
He owe me money
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Its not money, its not nothin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin, all the time
Trap house jumpin'
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Got his bitch mad so I fucked her happily ever after
You cant keep up in fucking my lane, I move faster
(Skrt Skrt)
Only thing is drugs that slow me down
Thick lil mama come hold me down
Heard you got that ooh oh
Put it in my Faygo
Come take flame
Yeah he got the pesos
Yeah I want all the fucking money, el dinero
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin', all the time
Trap house jumpin'
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Came too far now
I can't slow down'
Just left home can't go back, nah
Niggas want my head I know that, yuh
She give me head when I drop a song
How you switch, your mood is wrong
Is wrong, is wrong
Now that nigga lost at sea, like Dory
Yuh Yuh
Whatnic with the beat
We plugged in
Came too far now
I can't slow down'
Just left home can't go back, nah
Niggas want my head I know that, yuh
She give me head when I drop a song
How you switch, your mood is wrong
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Its not money, its not nothin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Smell this sac, it smell like funyuns
Murder on his mind, he just lookin at his drako
I just the fucking money, yeah, el dinero
Trap house jumpin, all the time
Trap house jumpin' all the time
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Glocks & 9's
Yea she call me zay bands
I got bands and they don't fold
I put on my ray bands, I can't even see you hoe
I am not abusive nigga but her ass i'm slapping tho
Smoke good weed till i pass out
Spent a couple, made it back now
This young nigga can't run out
Pockets on thick, no pat-down
Don't make sense if it don't make money
Broke niggas laugh like that shit funny
Kill that boy then find his junkies
Bag that nigga he owe me money
Bag that nigga he owe me money
He owe me money
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Its not money, its not nothin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin, all the time
Trap house jumpin'
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Got his bitch mad so I fucked her happily ever after
You cant keep up in fucking my lane, I move faster
(Skrt Skrt)
Only thing is drugs that slow me down
Thick lil mama come hold me down
Heard you got that ooh oh
Put it in my Faygo
Come take flame
Yeah he got the pesos
Yeah I want all the fucking money, el dinero
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin'
Trap house jumpin', all the time
Trap house jumpin'
Raa raa raa raa glocks an 9's
Came too far now
I can't slow down'
Just left home can't go back, nah
Niggas want my head I know that, yuh
She give me head when I drop a song
How you switch, your mood is wrong
Is wrong, is wrong
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Writer(s): Isaiah Horne
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