Trap God (feat. Gucci Mane)

Gucci Mane：

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Gucci Mane：

Trap God started this trap s**t you need to thank me

Yup

Lil' knucklehead Sun Valley youngster mama tried to spank me

Mama

My youngster shot somebody up guess they made him angry

Two dead men right by the garbage guess we done left 'em stankin'

Yeah

N***as get some liquid courage when they get to drinkin'

Drinkin'

His brains scattered on the dashboard now we see what he thinkin'

Yeah

Must thought I was a ho or somethin' that's what he get for thinkin'

Ho

Better off tryna rob a bank or somethin' I call that wishful thinkin'

Well d**n

Please don't take another step my G's gon' get to blankin'

My G's

DOA his mama heard the news and went to faintin'

D**n

Breaking news we put him on the news we made him famous

Famous

Please proceed with caution Gucci Mane them armed and dangerous

And dangerous

I hangout with felons we don't never talk to strangers

No

It's Big 1 0 1 7 and I keep one in the chamber

1 0 1 7

Lot of n***as angry that my cash went up a level

A level

Unbury money every day I need another shovel

It's dirty

It's an angel on my shoulder and a devil on the other one

A demon

Turn wives into widows and my gun can kill an elephant

Well d**n

I feel like a president dude suck d**k like Joe Biden's son

Joe Biden

Don't play me play with your kids don't have one go and have you one uh

Hah

I'm just havin' fun my old flow was from Michigan

My life a lavish one I touch down cold like Michigan

Brush you off switch the gun my jits went on a blickathon

We havin' navy guns my trap look like the Pentagon

Wop

BigWalkDog：

Trap look like a Dixie Queen can't talk if you ain't give fifteen

I'm so icy 1017 I'm fresh just like some listerine

This chain right here a fifty piece the pendant too this fifty each

These n***as can't even sit with me these b***hes wanna get with me

Exotic 'bow a four for four you get thirteen you get three more

You play with us we up the score I should've been on Traphouse 4

B***h I'm the s**t just like commode look at this drip all on my clothes

Look at this s**t stick to the bowl I'm 'bout to break my wrist for sure hey

Trap look like it's jumpin' I just ran up on a junkie

I did

I can't serve no onions you ain't pull up with no money

This shake cost fifteen hundred I finessed for thirteen twenty

They say bigger the wrist bigger the lick go get some money hey

BigWalkDog

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