Trap Baby

Them n****s don't know us you know
N****s think they do
I don't be hanging wit n****s I be with the gang
Manman a real trap baby
So I'm mature for my age
We never hopped of the porch
Because I was born on the pavement
I got the ball in my court
See a shot you know me I'ma take it
We killing shit like a sport
Thats why we upping the score
We just keep giving em more and more and more
(One more two more)
Feel like Sparta we started a war
This shit up now its outta control
(yeah thats it bro)
Trap 101 gotta stay wit a pole
If you slide down my block you paying a toll
And we taking your cash ain't letting you roll
N****s mad but they know how it go
Trap Baby
Young n***a been in my bag latley
We ran it up so my swag crazy
All these bitches wan fuck trynna have babies
But we cannot do that
Pop out they like who that
Once we slide they don't shoot back
But then say that it's up in they group chat
Call em moles cuz they bout to get whacked
Took my bro and I can't get em back
Hurt my soul that shit made me a threat
We done spinning I'm asking what's next
Told myself I can't worry bout that gotta get me a check cuz I can't bring em back
Everyday I just think and get stressed
So I start putting pain in a rap
And I'm really gone get it up next
Shit
Young N***a grinding
(Them n****s is tripping)
Making these plays got a pack on the way
I can get to a dollar
And them n****s be mad but I just let em hate cuz they bitches still calling
If shit don't go my way thats just part of the game
I ain't never been sour
My brother moving them ounces
Law came we was moving our houses
We was hiding them straps in the couches
Glock 9 or the 8 we got options
And my brother he ain't want me out there
I was born in this shit couldn't stop it
I was born in this shit couldn't stop it
Bro he told me don't play with the pot
Found out why I might fuck up his profit
Crazy part had to learn that myself
In the trenches I really start grinding
All from scratch I ain't know nothing bout it
With pack move in silence no howling
We get straight to the biting no growling
I might take me some time but I got it
I'm the ticket I'm fixing the lottery
Make a Milly they gotta be proud of me
New Givenchy I know they gone plot on me
And this bitch she a trip keep on blocking me
Now she calling again I'm declining it
I don't got no time for it
Said I don't got no time for it
I'm on some grinding shit
Man I been in trap since a youngin
You ain't whipping it fuck up your stomach
In the kitchen just chasing this money
I ain't spending I stack every hundred
Yeah I got come take that shit from me
You wanna beef bout that hoe yeah you funny
You a joke it ain't beef till you up it
You a ghost I don't see you in public
For the socials that smoke you don't want it
911 then my shooter they coming
You a bitch you ain't moving on nothing
You ain't moving on nothing
Got this tool so you know you running
You know that we coming
You know we get money

Manman a real trap baby
So I'm mature for my age
We never hopped of the porch
Because I was born on the pavement
I got the ball in my court
See a shot you know me I'ma take it
We killing shit like a sport
Thats why we upping the score
We just keep giving em more and more and more



Credits
Writer(s): Damaine Lee
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