walked in the trap - doowop (gbe) lyrics
[intro: ballout]
the f*ckin’ glo boyz
walked in the trap
man, what the f*ck?
[chorus]
walked in the trap, stacks on stacks
pounds on pounds, b*tches on b*tches
we don’t f*ck with snitches, heard these n*ggas squealin’
glocks on glocks, spots on spots, blocks on blocks
water on my wrist, you should see these rocks
i think these diamonds tv got (bling)
i f*ck hoes like cb got (yeah)
they talkin’ ’bout me like tv, yeah
hoes wanna see me, yeah
diamonds gon’ be blingin’ out (bling)
phone gon’ be ringin’ out
on hoes i be hangin’ up
on plays i be makin’ ’em
if he sweet, then i’m takin’ ’em
hundreds, i be makin’ ’em
hoеs, i be breakin’ em
[verse 1: ballout]
4’s, i bе drinkin’ ’em
hoes, y’all be savin’ ’em
on that road, i be rakin’ up
n*ggas told, i ain’t said none
them my bros since day one
the hood know we ate one
no sauce up on my steak, huh
the gross hot, n*ggas wanna pay nothin’
i’m ridin’ in a drop*head, this is not the rave one
can’t walk on nla and get it ’cause they gotta make one
my momma told me “hold it down n*gga ’till yo day come
and keep it real with your people, don’t f*ck with the fake ones”
[chorus]
walked in the trap, stacks on stacks
pounds on pounds, b*tches on b*tches
we don’t f*ck with snitches, heard these n*ggas squealin’
glocks on glocks, spots on spots, blocks on blocks
water on my wrist, you should see these rocks
i think these diamonds tv got (bling)
i f*ck hoes like cb got (yeah)
they talkin’ ’bout me like tv, yeah
hoes wanna see me, yeah
diamonds gon’ be blingin’ out (bling)
phone gon’ be ringin’ out
on hoes i be hangin’ up
on plays i be makin’ ’em
if he sweet, then i’m takin’ ’em
hundreds, i be makin’ ’em
hoes, i be breakin’ em
[verse 2: doowop]
captain save*a*hoe, you wear a cape, you be savin’ her? (savin’ her)
in a different bracket, i got paper, you ain’t made enough
hoes in different states paint they face, don’t know their name or none
we don’t leave no trace, left half a face, them lil boys dangerous
i just left chiraq for a little excitement (a little excitement)
n*ggas tellin’ on they own homies, ain’t no indictements (ain’t no indictements)
i just bought some glocks (glocks), lil foenem bought three four strikers (three four strikers)
i just bought a chop’, this b*tch strikin’ just like lightenin’
[chorus]
walked in the trap, stacks on stacks
pounds on pounds, b*tches on b*tches
we don’t f*ck with snitches, heard these n*ggas squealin’
glocks on glocks, spots on spots, blocks on blocks
water on my wrist, you should see these rocks
i think these diamonds tv got (bling)
i f*ck hoes like cb got (yeah)
they talkin’ ’bout me like tv, yeah
hoes wanna see me, yeah
diamonds gon’ be blingin’ out (bling)
phone gon’ be ringin’ out
on hoes i be hangin’ up
on plays i be makin’ ’em
if he sweet, then i’m takin’ ’em
hundreds, i be makin’ ’em
hoes, i be breakin’ em
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