"Trap Daily" lyrics
(feat. King Von)
[OBN Jay:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Ace Bankz on the track)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Nigga play, he gon' get popped
Nigga play, he gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play then he get popped
Nigga play then he get popped, popped
Lil' momma be tripping, I call her today
Then I gon' stay with the other bitch
Plain, no shirt, jean jacket with the Balmains
And them Balencis up under it
Lame ass nigga keep screaming out he gang
But he just faking, he friendly
Draco sing to a nigga just like T Pain
All of my young niggas be running it
Like Adderall, I'ma hype my dawg
But, no, real shit, we doing all shit in real life, it's up, no hype at all
Brought good gas and young niggas light that shit up quick
I smoke the law
Do what I want with the real-real bad-bad bitch
No shit, I break her walls
[?], you gon' act, my pockets [?], shit on flat
He standing on the front so I'm blowing up smoke
I bet he gon' choke, he won't come back
I'm dripping whatever you thinking about
Bet I got it, I know, I splur them stacks
Nigga be talking and telling everything
And this what I know, must kill all rats
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
[King Von:]
I'm known to shoot first, since I was a jit I been putting in work
They say it's a curse, if you play with Von, you end up in a shirt
Got bullets that burn
The way he was screaming I know that shit hurt
Gave my cousin some work
And yeah, that's my cousin but he got to the first
All my niggas gon' ball, [?], fuck it, tear down the mall
Four-five in my drawls
I passed out a hundred and they didn't fake me at all
Better use gloves when you playing with that raw
If you do a hit, better no say what you saw
My lawyer want fifty and we ain't even talk
But soon as I call, he getting me out
AK's, I been doing this shit for a decade
All hundreds, lil' nigga, these racks
Gun so loud, when I shoot I get a headache
Ayy, Louie, you Craig, I'm Day-Day
Bullets get to raining, Madden
Boy, I go nuts for the payday
Choppa so strong make a nigga do the Nae Nae
[OBN Jay:]
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Nigga play, he gon' get popped
Nigga play, he gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play then he get popped
Nigga play then he get popped, popped
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Ace Bankz on the track)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Nigga play, he gon' get popped
Nigga play, he gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play then he get popped
Nigga play then he get popped, popped
Lil' momma be tripping, I call her today
Then I gon' stay with the other bitch
Plain, no shirt, jean jacket with the Balmains
And them Balencis up under it
Lame ass nigga keep screaming out he gang
But he just faking, he friendly
Draco sing to a nigga just like T Pain
All of my young niggas be running it
Like Adderall, I'ma hype my dawg
But, no, real shit, we doing all shit in real life, it's up, no hype at all
Brought good gas and young niggas light that shit up quick
I smoke the law
Do what I want with the real-real bad-bad bitch
No shit, I break her walls
[?], you gon' act, my pockets [?], shit on flat
He standing on the front so I'm blowing up smoke
I bet he gon' choke, he won't come back
I'm dripping whatever you thinking about
Bet I got it, I know, I splur them stacks
Nigga be talking and telling everything
And this what I know, must kill all rats
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
[King Von:]
I'm known to shoot first, since I was a jit I been putting in work
They say it's a curse, if you play with Von, you end up in a shirt
Got bullets that burn
The way he was screaming I know that shit hurt
Gave my cousin some work
And yeah, that's my cousin but he got to the first
All my niggas gon' ball, [?], fuck it, tear down the mall
Four-five in my drawls
I passed out a hundred and they didn't fake me at all
Better use gloves when you playing with that raw
If you do a hit, better no say what you saw
My lawyer want fifty and we ain't even talk
But soon as I call, he getting me out
AK's, I been doing this shit for a decade
All hundreds, lil' nigga, these racks
Gun so loud, when I shoot I get a headache
Ayy, Louie, you Craig, I'm Day-Day
Bullets get to raining, Madden
Boy, I go nuts for the payday
Choppa so strong make a nigga do the Nae Nae
[OBN Jay:]
Told me they locked, got the keys to the streets
Come through, I'm swerving and beating the G
We popping, they like, "How?"
We have them showing us love, we passing down every street
I fuck her lowkey in the trap
That ass gon' clap whenever she grab on them knees
I'm chasing this money, no cap
I plot on the M, I got all this shit on my sleeve
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Do what I want with the gang
All of my niggas gon' ball for real
Too turnt up, I'ma call back
Bad bitch calling my phone for real
Nigga play, he gon' get popped
Nigga play, he gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped
Nigga play, they gon' get popped, popped
Nigga play then he get popped
Nigga play then he get popped, popped
