Trapanese! (feat. Daz Marley)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lets get it
I do what I please,
Wait, talk that trapanese
I'm like What's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga,
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the holdup
Always talkin' quota
Big old bag of Yoda
I'm a glizzy toda
I think she changin on me
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on it
This money waitin' on me
I'm gon', gon', gon' get it,
All my niggas gon' get it
I'm gon', gon', gon' get it
All my niggas gon' get it
Money man, money man, pay me
Pay that thing they tell me
Trippin' my Serrata, know you nigga jelly
Spending, limits, never heard of that, whip it
Inna, SRT all black, 12 ain't catchin' that
Pray she's not attached, I can't love you back
I'm just speakin' facts
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the holdup
Always talkin' quota
Big old bag of Yoda
I'm a glizzy toda
I think she changin' though
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on it
This money waitin' on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We talk that trapanese
Y'all speakin' Japanese
If you ain't talkin' money
Then don't speak to me
Wait up and y'all come get it, count it up before I spin it
Used to ride mourned in them lemons, wait till we SRT whippin'
In the back there's a girl like magician
Where's that one, I'll try and get it
Hold up, hold up, we ain't never sober
Her legs up on my shoulder, I might bend over
And she fell in love with a thug
But I said it ain't what it was
Lil' baby just cool down
I'm tryna run it up
Me and my niggas real hood babies
We came from the mud
Wait I'm passin', get I'm out
You know just what we does
They say that birds flock together
But we more like doves
I can't fuck with most y'all niggas
All y'all niggas dubs
She want a trapanese nigga
She don't want no scrubs
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Japanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the hold up, always talkin' quota
big old bag of Yoda
I'm a grizzly totem
I think she changin' on me
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on me
This money waitin' on me
Yeah
Yeah
Lets get it
I do what I please,
Wait, talk that trapanese
I'm like What's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga,
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the holdup
Always talkin' quota
Big old bag of Yoda
I'm a glizzy toda
I think she changin on me
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on it
This money waitin' on me
I'm gon', gon', gon' get it,
All my niggas gon' get it
I'm gon', gon', gon' get it
All my niggas gon' get it
Money man, money man, pay me
Pay that thing they tell me
Trippin' my Serrata, know you nigga jelly
Spending, limits, never heard of that, whip it
Inna, SRT all black, 12 ain't catchin' that
Pray she's not attached, I can't love you back
I'm just speakin' facts
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the holdup
Always talkin' quota
Big old bag of Yoda
I'm a glizzy toda
I think she changin' though
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on it
This money waitin' on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We talk that trapanese
Y'all speakin' Japanese
If you ain't talkin' money
Then don't speak to me
Wait up and y'all come get it, count it up before I spin it
Used to ride mourned in them lemons, wait till we SRT whippin'
In the back there's a girl like magician
Where's that one, I'll try and get it
Hold up, hold up, we ain't never sober
Her legs up on my shoulder, I might bend over
And she fell in love with a thug
But I said it ain't what it was
Lil' baby just cool down
I'm tryna run it up
Me and my niggas real hood babies
We came from the mud
Wait I'm passin', get I'm out
You know just what we does
They say that birds flock together
But we more like doves
I can't fuck with most y'all niggas
All y'all niggas dubs
She want a trapanese nigga
She don't want no scrubs
Baby I do what I please
Talk that trapanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
Baby I do what I please
Talk that Japanese
Why you cappin' nigga
I'm like what's the need
I'm like what's the hold up, always talkin' quota
big old bag of Yoda
I'm a grizzly totem
I think she changin' on me
So she can't stay much longer
Ain't no debatin' on me
This money waitin' on me
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Writer(s): Randall Speaks
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