Gucci Mane - Trap God Trap God lyrics

[Hook:] I know selling dope is wrong but I'm the dope man One side of beans on my plate, I need some steak man Got mouths to feed and my n***a's got to eat fam By any means neccesary, we don't give a damn Praying to the Trap God To the Trap God I'm on my knees praying to the Trap God Life's Hard Lifes so hard Put your faith in God and you can be a Trap God Trap God I'm a Trap God The FEDS they try to label me as a Trap Czar You a Trap God You a Trap God sponsored links Put your faith in God and you can be a Trap God [Verse 1:] Big Guwop the Trap God But I don't think I'm God Got a Challenger and a Charger ho b**h I'm in love with Dodge I got body kits on all my cars They hips like Nicki Minaj And your girlfriends a ma**euse She giving my dick a ma**age And don't wear that body suit no more Cause I'm gonna catch a charge Multi-Million dollar CEO Wearing Jordans to his job Baby s**ing my dick while I'm counting a million She thinking she thinking she smart The twentys and fiftys and hundreds she pull them apart So she can keep all of the odds [Hook] [Verse 2:] Am I a bad man cause I feed my fam with the dope? Call me clearance sale Gucci Everything gotta go [?] stove guwop T-Shirts for the low Hella green washing powder Wal-Mart on Gresham road Man these n***as say they k**ers But these n***as just some hoes Godzilla for a n***a Cinderella for the hoes Big Guwop they call me Trap God Every verse a quote I'm a walking egg beater And the dope white like the pope [Hook]