TRAP TALK Lyrics by K-Trap
(Feat. W1ZZY)
If my scales could speak, what?
And my Pyrex too, would have told you, I put in that elbow grease, if this clip could talk, would have told you, I left it, dry, didn’t hit no one but I tried
My nigga, P ain’t miss at all
Beat that one hand like there ain’t no kick at all
I’ve been playing with tools from I used to kickers down to school
Got nicked for the
I was sitting down watching the drill and I felt like produced by walkz
I’m with the clickers, not the F Boys, Lugers, travel with all the force
Send that back with a suitcase, full, just don’t lock eyes, with border force
My lighty, got a Frenchie
B I got a different bulldog, ditch, the sawn off
Options put it on auto, shotgun, that’s in my school clothes, Skeleton that’s on my wrist
I only got Rick in my wardrobe
Cuban, I got in all rose, link for the 38 autos
I need a place to hide these packets and these mashes
Pigs can’t know they’re here
They’ll spin that house like Calvin Harris
If your Cuban spoke would have said, don’t use them stones, you’ll get embarrassed took a jet to Paris
I’ll cop it there, didn’t step with baggage
If the plug was here. He’d vouch for sure
No, that’s true, he’d tell you how much times we got in, out in raw, all the time. If my 10 tonne spoke
This ain’t a joke
Turn one to two, you know I’m trying to make the most
Yo, if my press could talk
What would it say?
She wanna Birk before her first Chanel wanna walk before she crawls
If my jeweler talks
He’ll tell you that I’m the truth and most these rappers they broke the rules
If my trap could talk, it’d tell you it’s freezing
I should bring Samham to the bando, show them bricks in real life
Tell him stream it
I’m a rapper
With natural stones got them in their feelings
I see man wear SI’s them lies, it’s getting deceiving
I with the dope boys I’m with the trappers, the diggers, and the demons fly it fly it 013 I done it then
I’ve done it recent
I gave hand tings out for a reason
He wan’t an XD and a Ruger
Summertime he’s bringing a spring out
This is a XD from the future
I stopped rapping, I re offended
I’m back to rap and the trap got warm
If I quit the trap or rap right now
I’m still in doubt who’ll miss me more
My young g’s tapped fried. He’s been posting waps
I don’t know why he risk it for. 2 sticks on a profile, pick on Instagram
I don’t know why he thinks he’s Slawn
Tag up a 9
I felt like Dizzee because I was the boy in the corner
It’s Wizzy
Rap or Trap either way I’m gonna give them a quarter
Came off flying buzz
I ain’t played a harp
I played my part, I did
I gave them nines, I gave them Zs, I gave them whole ones, gave them halves
If the plug was here. He’d vouch for sure
No, that’s true, he’d tell you how much times we got in, out in raw, all the time. If my 10 tonne spoke
This ain’t a joke
Turn one to two, you know I’m trying to make the most
Yo, if my press could talk
What would it say?
She wanna Birk before her first Chanel wanna walk before she crawls
If my jeweler talks
He’ll tell you that I’m the truth and most these rappers they broke the rules
