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El Trappo

๐Ÿ‘ค DASHER/XIX โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ El Trappo โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:24
๐ŸŽต 2229 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:24 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 8882309

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah
We're gonna show you
Hundred on a backstreet
Run bands up like I'm at a track meet
Undefeated boy yeah none I can't beat
In my own lane and no one ever try
If you don't know me boy you better learn
I'm in outer space and you're on planet Earth
She call my phone (Hello)
Who are you
I don't wanna talk I got other things to do (Ayy)
Man I'm too cool need a jacket (Yuh)
Duffel bag under the mattress (Yuh)
Man I'm too dead like a casket (Yeah)
Nail these swishes like a basket (Yuh)
March Madness like bracket (Ayy, ok, ok)

She call my phone (Hello)
Who are you (You)
I don't got to talk I got big boy moves to do
Itchy it's just like a pepper (Spicy)
Boy you too sick getting better (Yuh)
Big old check in a letter (Yuh)
Rocking Ralph like I'm the wrecker (Yuh)
Subway gettin' fresher (Fresh)
Need my cheese my cheddar (Cheese)
Ok, ok, yeah, yeah, yeah
She call my phone (Hello)
Who are you
I don't wanna talk I'm cooking in the stu' (Stu' stu')
I don't need to talk I got other things to do (Yeah)

You just need to stop 'fore this Glock's out blastin' you
Fuck around and you get wet up (Bow)
Flat a little bitch just like lettuce (Bit)
Speak the language it Rosetta (Spo)
I speak that cash and that cheddar (Stuh)
Kill that pussy hit it back and send it (Send it)
I'ma murder that beat like I'm menstrual
I'm jumpin' off of the wall like it's Tempest
I put a drum to ya' mo'fuckin' temple
[?] to the next level (Yuh)
[?] like I'm the Devil (Yuh)
That's why momma call me little devil (Ayy)
Run the bands they belong to me (Yuh)
Damn XIX do it flawlessly (Ayy)
Hot fuck I'm an oddity (Ayy)
FIB got the drop on me (Ooh)
Beat a dyke that's equality (*Oof*)
Fuck a dyke that's pornography (*Oof*)
Understand I'm a god among peasants
you touch me I'll take your whole colony
Trap ass boy that's a neck you get slapped boy (Yuh)
Touch my set suck my Glock (What) you get clapped boy (Ayy)
Keep shit talking here's a spoiler you get dragged boy (What)
Your bitch slow do the race in a Wraith boy (Ayy)

She call my phone (Hello)
Who are you (You)
I don't wanna talk cause I'm making all these moves (Making all these)
I don't need to talk I got other things to do (Ayy)
XIX kicking it with DASHER and you ain't part of the crew

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