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Lil Dude – In The Trap lyrics
[Intro]
Johnny Caravaggio
Yeah, yeah
Hop out the trap
Hop out the trap
Nigga been gettin' them sacks
Hop out the trap
Hop out the ’Vette, hop out the what? Nigga
Hop out the 'Vette, ayy
Hop out the trap
These niggas know what's up
Don’t get plucked
Lose the score, they know we up
I ball on niggas like Lonzo, bruh
Let off some shots, that cannon tucked
It's headshot season, dandruff
I'm Taliban with a ski mask on, I don't rock no damn bandana, bruh
Tell the truth, I ain't a fan of you
I let that Fanta drip
We Double Black Elite Team and we don't deal with no amateurs
Blue benjis in my pocket, nah, I ain't scammin', bruh
Run back in the trap, I count it up, gotta add it up
You talk on the gang, we touchin’ you, boy, we touchin’ you
I'm sippin’ on that mud, nigga, this a hundred dollar cup
You a small time french fry, nigga, I wouldn't even bother you
I'm a Gucci wearin' vampire, look like I hit the lotto still
Thousand for the sweater, said that shit make your bitch wetter
I might pull up 9-11, white bitches, seventh heaven
Draco Diablo, he just a veteran
Sippin’ on mud, still ain't learned my lesson, uh
I fill up my soda with medicine
I'm rockin' Dior like my first name was Christian
Pop out the cut like an alias villian
These niggas be hot, I slide with the mittens
I know that these niggas be tippin'
They know that it's on me, I ain't gon' play 'round with these children
Double down, I'm in the building
Double cup, I do not feel it
I doubled, these niggas try to play, I'ma show 'em
I know that these niggas, they live in slow motion
Life real fast, quick drama, show 'em
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ride with that shit like a Texas Ranger
Fuck with the gang, leave your ass in danger
Fuck with the gang then we pullin' your number
If I sign me a deal, I'ma call up my mother
If I sign me a deal, give a hundred and love it
Fuckin' your bitch, me and big bang brothers
I came a long way from servin' the cluckers
I came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
You not a hustler, you just a buster
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
You not a hustler, you just a buster
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Johnny Caravaggio
Yeah, yeah
Hop out the trap
Hop out the trap
Nigga been gettin' them sacks
Hop out the trap
Hop out the ’Vette, hop out the what? Nigga
Hop out the 'Vette, ayy
Hop out the trap
These niggas know what's up
Don’t get plucked
Lose the score, they know we up
I ball on niggas like Lonzo, bruh
Let off some shots, that cannon tucked
It's headshot season, dandruff
I'm Taliban with a ski mask on, I don't rock no damn bandana, bruh
Tell the truth, I ain't a fan of you
I let that Fanta drip
We Double Black Elite Team and we don't deal with no amateurs
Blue benjis in my pocket, nah, I ain't scammin', bruh
Run back in the trap, I count it up, gotta add it up
You talk on the gang, we touchin’ you, boy, we touchin’ you
I'm sippin’ on that mud, nigga, this a hundred dollar cup
You a small time french fry, nigga, I wouldn't even bother you
I'm a Gucci wearin' vampire, look like I hit the lotto still
Thousand for the sweater, said that shit make your bitch wetter
I might pull up 9-11, white bitches, seventh heaven
Draco Diablo, he just a veteran
Sippin’ on mud, still ain't learned my lesson, uh
I fill up my soda with medicine
I'm rockin' Dior like my first name was Christian
Pop out the cut like an alias villian
These niggas be hot, I slide with the mittens
I know that these niggas be tippin'
They know that it's on me, I ain't gon' play 'round with these children
Double down, I'm in the building
Double cup, I do not feel it
I doubled, these niggas try to play, I'ma show 'em
I know that these niggas, they live in slow motion
Life real fast, quick drama, show 'em
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Ride with that shit like a Texas Ranger
Fuck with the gang, leave your ass in danger
Fuck with the gang then we pullin' your number
If I sign me a deal, I'ma call up my mother
If I sign me a deal, give a hundred and love it
Fuckin' your bitch, me and big bang brothers
I came a long way from servin' the cluckers
I came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
You not a hustler, you just a buster
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
You not a hustler, you just a buster
Came a long way from servin' the cluckers
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