Trap b*tch lyrics

by

Bali Baby


[Intro: Rockstar Marqo and Bali Baby]
Rock!
He say he love that little trap b*tch
Bali Baby
Rockstar, trapstar
Ay look, you know how a n*gga got a trap b*tch, right?

[Hook: Rockstar Marqo and Bali Baby]
Yeah, I need a trap b*tch
Shawty whip the pot, she loading up the stick
Ooh, if I got a lick, she down to hit it
Um, I keep a trap b*tch, you know she with it, yeah

Yeah, he want a trap b*tch
The type with the strap in her lap sh*t
If it's a problem, she whack sh*t
Your b*tch pus*y dry, a cactus
Popping, but honey, don't attack this
Yeah, he want a b*tch that's not average
Shooting sh*t up like a savage
I keep me this Glock like a bad b*tch

[Verse 1: Rockstar Marqo]
Ay look, I got a b*tch, she from the trap
Shawty with the strap, got a body full of tatts
Ooh, yeah, that waist slim but that ass real fat
Said I got a lick, she ask me where it's at
Yeah, if I'm down bad, might let shawty flip the pack
I'll let her count the rest, then we f*cking up the sacks
Yeah, put you in some Jimmy, got you looking like a snack
Yeah, she ain't say a word when I was running from the tax
Yeah, know I really trust her 'cause I took her to the stash
Lady in the streets, but in the bed she getting nasty
Trap b*tch

[Chorus: Rockstar Marqo and Bali Baby]
Yeah, I need a trap b*tch
Shawty whip the pot, she loading up the stick
Ooh, if I got a lick, she down to hit it
Um, I keep a trap b*tch, you know she with it, yeah
Yeah, he want a trap b*tch
The type with the strap in her lap sh*t
If it's a problem, she whack sh*t
Your b*tch pus*y dry, a cactus
Popping, but honey, don't attack this
Yeah, he want a b*tch that's not average
Shooting sh*t up like a savage
I keep me this Glock like a bad b*tch
[Verse: Gabby!, Beauty, and Flexxi]
Hop on the track and I eat it up
My n*gga's favorite pastime is rob a n*gga, beat him up
n*ggas was down bad, I finally got my cheese up
Never going outside, I'd rather blow these b*tches up
PlayGirl, Rockstar, I fell in love with a trapstar
He got the Uzi, I got the Glock
We them ones that make the block pop

No, I don't bang, but I'm brazy
b*tches be faking, I'm lacing
To the money, ain't no racing
Counting the cake, I ain't waiting
Remember the days I waited
My brother locked up in the cages
b*tches wishing they can come and take it
Never had and never laced it
Got on my sh*t and never outdated
Got on my sh*t and never outdated

He got a trap b*tch
Bad b*tch like to trap sh*t
Shoot it up and she don't miss
Riding around with the strap, too
Trap b*tch and she with the sh*ts
Once he get it, I'll make it flip
Trap sh*t, know I'm that b*tch
In the pot and I'm breaking my wrist
[Hook: Rockstar Marqo and Bali Baby]
Yeah, I need a trap b*tch
Shawty whip the pot, she loading up the stick
Ooh, if I got a lick, she down to hit it
Um, I keep a trap b*tch, you know she with it, yeah

Yeah, he want a trap b*tch
The type with the strap in her lap sh*t
If it's a problem, she whack sh*t
Your b*tch pus*y dry, a cactus
Popping, but honey, don't attack this
Yeah, he want a b*tch that's not average
Shooting sh*t up like a savage
I keep me this Glock like a bad b*tch
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