Booby Trap
🎵 1948 characters
⏱️ 2:17 duration
🆔 ID: 6403187
📜 Lyrics
(Zaytoven)
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah (we got London on the track)
Ayy
Making up my mind
I need two hoes at a time
Then I told her ass, "Forget it 'cause I seen that shit on Reddit"
I ain't got no time to block
All my broskies keep a mop
And I keep one right beside me, go to Elliot a lot
My heart cold as a brick, I call London for the hit
I treat Booby Trap like Starlets, hundred thousand on a car
Got Chanel prints on my joggers, I don't even need a stylist
Huh, yeah, okay, okay
Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Usеd to be in projects, now I'm making projects
Usеd to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
I can tell what's on your mind, Illuminati, got three eyes
If I pull up with my guys, we ain't comin' here to fight
Word to mother, we gon' win, you know London, that's my twin
And I keep Jeffery on my mind, free Thugger, that's my slime
Free V12 and Montana out the motherfuckin'-
You know I've been bangin' since Santana, used to rock them bandanas
To the side, baby, talk to me nice
Book a flight, if you don't let me hit, I'm sending you back, night
I'm in Miami, come to Booby Trap, I'm throwing a bag, night
The way she took my soul, it's like she's tryna make a sacrifice
In the daytime, diamonds bustin' like a disco ball, we bring the lights out
Hoodie on, I'm feelin' like a fuckin' thief at night now
Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects, now I'm making projects
Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Yeah (we got London on the track)
Ayy
Making up my mind
I need two hoes at a time
Then I told her ass, "Forget it 'cause I seen that shit on Reddit"
I ain't got no time to block
All my broskies keep a mop
And I keep one right beside me, go to Elliot a lot
My heart cold as a brick, I call London for the hit
I treat Booby Trap like Starlets, hundred thousand on a car
Got Chanel prints on my joggers, I don't even need a stylist
Huh, yeah, okay, okay
Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Usеd to be in projects, now I'm making projects
Usеd to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
I can tell what's on your mind, Illuminati, got three eyes
If I pull up with my guys, we ain't comin' here to fight
Word to mother, we gon' win, you know London, that's my twin
And I keep Jeffery on my mind, free Thugger, that's my slime
Free V12 and Montana out the motherfuckin'-
You know I've been bangin' since Santana, used to rock them bandanas
To the side, baby, talk to me nice
Book a flight, if you don't let me hit, I'm sending you back, night
I'm in Miami, come to Booby Trap, I'm throwing a bag, night
The way she took my soul, it's like she's tryna make a sacrifice
In the daytime, diamonds bustin' like a disco ball, we bring the lights out
Hoodie on, I'm feelin' like a fuckin' thief at night now
Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects, now I'm making projects
Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.25] (Zaytoven)
[00:05.31] Uh, uh
[00:08.57] Uh, uh
[00:10.33] Yeah (we got London on the track)
[00:11.92] Ayy
[00:13.04] Making up my mind
[00:14.26] I need two hoes at a time
[00:15.77] Then I told her ass, "Forget it 'cause I seen that shit on Reddit"
[00:18.90] I ain't got no time to block
[00:20.48] All my broskies keep a mop
[00:21.92] And I keep one right beside me, go to Elliot a lot
[00:24.82] My heart cold as a brick, I call London for the hit
[00:28.08] I treat Booby Trap like Starlets, hundred thousand on a car
[00:31.18] Got Chanel prints on my joggers, I don't even need a stylist
[00:34.90] Huh, yeah, okay, okay
[00:38.01] Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
[00:40.06] Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
[00:43.44] Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
[00:46.17] Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
[00:49.52] Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
[00:52.66] When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
[00:55.75] Usеd to be in projects, now I'm making projects
[00:58.89] Usеd to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
[01:01.97] I can tell what's on your mind, Illuminati, got three eyes
[01:05.07] If I pull up with my guys, we ain't comin' here to fight
[01:08.07] Word to mother, we gon' win, you know London, that's my twin
[01:11.16] And I keep Jeffery on my mind, free Thugger, that's my slime
[01:14.13] Free V12 and Montana out the motherfuckin'-
[01:16.91] You know I've been bangin' since Santana, used to rock them bandanas
[01:20.36] To the side, baby, talk to me nice
[01:22.64] Book a flight, if you don't let me hit, I'm sending you back, night
[01:25.49] I'm in Miami, come to Booby Trap, I'm throwing a bag, night
[01:28.76] The way she took my soul, it's like she's tryna make a sacrifice
[01:31.99] In the daytime, diamonds bustin' like a disco ball, we bring the lights out
[01:36.13] Hoodie on, I'm feelin' like a fuckin' thief at night now
[01:39.59] Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
[01:41.53] Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
[01:44.99] Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
[01:47.66] Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
[01:51.14] Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
[01:54.27] When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
[01:57.28] Used to be in projects, now I'm making projects
[02:00.35] Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
[02:03.97]
[00:05.31] Uh, uh
[00:08.57] Uh, uh
[00:10.33] Yeah (we got London on the track)
[00:11.92] Ayy
[00:13.04] Making up my mind
[00:14.26] I need two hoes at a time
[00:15.77] Then I told her ass, "Forget it 'cause I seen that shit on Reddit"
[00:18.90] I ain't got no time to block
[00:20.48] All my broskies keep a mop
[00:21.92] And I keep one right beside me, go to Elliot a lot
[00:24.82] My heart cold as a brick, I call London for the hit
[00:28.08] I treat Booby Trap like Starlets, hundred thousand on a car
[00:31.18] Got Chanel prints on my joggers, I don't even need a stylist
[00:34.90] Huh, yeah, okay, okay
[00:38.01] Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
[00:40.06] Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
[00:43.44] Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
[00:46.17] Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
[00:49.52] Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
[00:52.66] When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
[00:55.75] Usеd to be in projects, now I'm making projects
[00:58.89] Usеd to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
[01:01.97] I can tell what's on your mind, Illuminati, got three eyes
[01:05.07] If I pull up with my guys, we ain't comin' here to fight
[01:08.07] Word to mother, we gon' win, you know London, that's my twin
[01:11.16] And I keep Jeffery on my mind, free Thugger, that's my slime
[01:14.13] Free V12 and Montana out the motherfuckin'-
[01:16.91] You know I've been bangin' since Santana, used to rock them bandanas
[01:20.36] To the side, baby, talk to me nice
[01:22.64] Book a flight, if you don't let me hit, I'm sending you back, night
[01:25.49] I'm in Miami, come to Booby Trap, I'm throwing a bag, night
[01:28.76] The way she took my soul, it's like she's tryna make a sacrifice
[01:31.99] In the daytime, diamonds bustin' like a disco ball, we bring the lights out
[01:36.13] Hoodie on, I'm feelin' like a fuckin' thief at night now
[01:39.59] Call the bank, pull up the Brink's
[01:41.53] Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up
[01:44.99] Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee
[01:47.66] Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve
[01:51.14] Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets
[01:54.27] When I wanna clear my mind, throw two hundred at a time
[01:57.28] Used to be in projects, now I'm making projects
[02:00.35] Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ
[02:03.97]