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at the traphouse - young nudy lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1]
b-tch i be geekin’, i’m high like a china man
i got the stick, it’s from africa
i’m with hyenas, they comin’ right after ya
i am a boss so you know i’m a trapper bruh
on the trap spot tryna count it and add it up
sippin’ on red and that lean got me slowin’, f-ck
take all these drugs, man you know i’m a addict
on adderall, got my gun, i don’t panic
i’m with that glock and you know it ain’t jammin’
ar fifteen and you know it do damage
and them drugs on me, we spin ’round your block
shoot through your window, no callin’ the cops

[interlude]

[verse 2]
i just be geeked out my mind, yeah that’s always
i got my gun on me always
[?] cup in my hands
stuck her blunt in my pocket full of bands
smokin’ on bubblegum, now this b-tch wanna dance
poppin’ that p-ssy just for these blue bands
throwin’ footb-lls in my cup, them xans
muscle relaxers got me feelin’ like a new man
i am moving, b-tch i am moving
geeked up, h-ll yeah, b-tch i am zooted

[interlude]

[chorus]
in the trap house tryna get ’em in, get ’em out
you ain’t got the money, slow motion, need to hush your mouth
backed in my drive thru n-gg- like a trap house
i can get ’em in right now, n-gg- get it out
told her come text, pull up on you, we gon’ switch it down
[?] on the glock, you ain’t hear a sound
he a p-ssy cat, so i gotta go and k!ll that
talkin’ ’bout money n-gg-, you ain’t gettin’ sh-t back
n-gg-s get robbed every day n-gg-, know that
tryna hold your nuts, tell your b-tch come and hold that
got it in her mouth and the b-tch steady chokin’
laughin’ at the b-tch cause the ash keep fallin’ on her face
[?] light a blunt, then i taste
i smoke to the face while she give me the face
she ask can she hit it like, b-tch no way
out of the spot b-tch, have a good day

[verse 3]
back in the trap house bustin’ down nines
tryna turn a deuce to a four
still tryna whip it tryna stretch out some more
i got some young n-gg-s tryna come work the door
trap slow right now, we need some more
buddy just called, my n-gg- robbed them folks
[?] got scoops, i got all the dough
wipe ’em out too cause need all the dough

[chorus]
in the trap house tryna get ’em in, get ’em out
you ain’t got the money, slow motion, need to hush your mouth
backed in my drive thru n-gg- like a trap house
i can get ’em in right now, n-gg- get it out
told her come text, pull up on you, we gon’ switch it down
[?] on the block, you ain’t hear a sound
he a p-ssy cat, so i gotta go and k!ll that
talkin’ ’bout money n-gg-, you ain’t gettin’ sh-t back
n-gg-s get robbed every day n-gg-, know that
tryna hold your nuts, tell your b-tch come and hold that
got it in her mouth and the b-tch steady chokin’
laughin’ at the b-tch cause the ash keep fallin’ on her face
[?] light a blunt, then i taste
i smoke to the face while she give me the face
she ask can she hit it like, b-tch no way
out of the spot b-tch, have a good day

[outro]
have a good day
hahaha, have a good day, b-tch

- young nudy lyrics

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