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Yung Bleu – Trappin A Sport lyrics
[Verse 1]
True to the game
Was whipping the Range
When I was new to the game
Dope on the digital scale
I was just whipping the yayo
I got a felony
I got a cousin, I can't even visit in jail
He was just serving some rock
Straight out the burglar bars
Benz truck , I spent a hunnid
Don't fuck with no regular cars
She not a regular broad
My bitch neck on icey
I got juice like Hi-C
Just do me like Nike
23 shots like Mikey
Suck my dick politely
The trunk in the front
The hood in the trunk
Might just fuck your wifey
You ain't never seen nothing like me
You ain't never seen nothing like me
I gotta trap on Sunday
I gotta trap on Monday
I gotta trap on my off day
I can't get no off day
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
[Verse 2]
You can earn that money nigga
But money nigga don't make you real
I put all my niggas in position and that's real spill
She gone suck the dick, don't duck the dick
Oh, She the real deal
We gone fuck the bitch and send her around like a wind mill
I gotta check for the back end
I threw check on the back end
Smile in her face
When I'm packing
All of this money I'm stackin
I got a little money and put my niggas on a private jet
I need that dough
I need that money
I need a lot of land
I ain't even got no sleep
Grinding for a whole damn week
Gucci on me not Louie V
Gucci on me not Louie V
Trappin is a rich nigga sport
I'm just tryna feed my little boy
Had to fight the charges like Roy
Caught me with the dope in them car
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
[Verse 3]
I'm just payin my due lil baby
I gotta win, I can't lose lil baby
I put that boy on the news lil baby
If he come fuck with my crew lil baby
Gucci me down when I snooze lil baby
Them bitches be losing they cool lil baby
She want to fuck me for the chain
I never got use to this fame
I never got use to these niggas be claiming they real
But these niggas lame
I'm sippin on candy cane
My whip on Danna Dane
My diamond Plain Jane
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
True to the game
Was whipping the Range
When I was new to the game
Dope on the digital scale
I was just whipping the yayo
I got a felony
I got a cousin, I can't even visit in jail
He was just serving some rock
Straight out the burglar bars
Benz truck , I spent a hunnid
Don't fuck with no regular cars
She not a regular broad
My bitch neck on icey
I got juice like Hi-C
Just do me like Nike
23 shots like Mikey
Suck my dick politely
The trunk in the front
The hood in the trunk
Might just fuck your wifey
You ain't never seen nothing like me
You ain't never seen nothing like me
I gotta trap on Sunday
I gotta trap on Monday
I gotta trap on my off day
I can't get no off day
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
[Verse 2]
You can earn that money nigga
But money nigga don't make you real
I put all my niggas in position and that's real spill
She gone suck the dick, don't duck the dick
Oh, She the real deal
We gone fuck the bitch and send her around like a wind mill
I gotta check for the back end
I threw check on the back end
Smile in her face
When I'm packing
All of this money I'm stackin
I got a little money and put my niggas on a private jet
I need that dough
I need that money
I need a lot of land
I ain't even got no sleep
Grinding for a whole damn week
Gucci on me not Louie V
Gucci on me not Louie V
Trappin is a rich nigga sport
I'm just tryna feed my little boy
Had to fight the charges like Roy
Caught me with the dope in them car
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
[Verse 3]
I'm just payin my due lil baby
I gotta win, I can't lose lil baby
I put that boy on the news lil baby
If he come fuck with my crew lil baby
Gucci me down when I snooze lil baby
Them bitches be losing they cool lil baby
She want to fuck me for the chain
I never got use to this fame
I never got use to these niggas be claiming they real
But these niggas lame
I'm sippin on candy cane
My whip on Danna Dane
My diamond Plain Jane
[Chorus]
Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I'm saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
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