Kevin Gates - Trap Girl lyrics

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Kevin Gates - Trap Girl lyrics

I got a trap girl. (I ain't tell you about my trap girl) I'm a talk about me, then I'm a talk about my trap girl. Bricks! 27-5 call me outta town shawty I'm a drop it off, I'll be outta town shortly. NBA Jam, I'm on fire like I never been. Sickest in the city, shid I'm hotter than I ever been. Fresh, then we are alike. They say I'm hard to like. Don't respect alot of rappers, feel like I had a harder life. Trell hit me up, saying Gates we need to talk a price I believe in you, I can really have you flossin' right Stay loyal, on my unit ain't been talkin' right n***a wanna me dead, got me clutchin' and I'm walking lite People say I'm reckless, that's just Kevin keep it pushing dawg Stomping through your section, with my weapon, ain't no looking off Check out my paint job, my camero burning rubba I'm a felon with a weapon, lethal weapon Danny Glover. Ain't trippin' on the rain, so I don't put on a cover Trap girl, p**y good, so I don't put on a rubba Sunlight hit the ice, make it gleasing off the wrists. Children in my section, pa** by me taking pictures Junkies like the rims, then they ask how much the car cost Stop on any block, turn that b**h into a car wash Hand them $20, just to let them wipe the cars off Let my chain swang, I ain't grippin on no sawed off I'm ice cold, realest though I should warm y'all Try to take my charm off, choppa take your arm off Party poppin' off, I'm shoppin in cortana Me and earl catching sales, while we walkin' in cortana while sh** all on my pants, handling the work Brought a couple 8 balls, for the janitors at work Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? Walk in the mall, people asking who is that girl. Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? I play the blocks, she be busy getting stacks girl. Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? My money long, you ain't never got the ex girl. Trap Girl, I ain't tell you bout my trap girl You hold it down, keep you with me like my gat girl. All day, I go get it, but at night I come and sleep. She rock a lacefront, and fix her weave (twice a week) Zhandle keys (twice a week) Cook for me (twice a week) So I get her nails done and treat her feet twice a week Trap girl, ain't tell you 'bout my trap girl? First day I met, told her I can break your back girl It been a minute, we been kickin it since 06 Grey Monte Carlo I was working with like 4 bricks Still on the block, still selling rock Youngest n***a in the bottom, but I got the dumbest spot Corrupt 730, Co-Running 9 to 10 Don't know about a 9 to 10, you ain't really grindin' then My trap girl, held it down while I was in the pin And help me get back on my feet when I came out the pin She told me to leave the streets alone, I picked up the pen It's only right, she sit on side of me, while I'm in the Benz. Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? Walk in the mall, people asking who is that girl. Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? I play the blocks, she be busy getting stacks girl. Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl? My money long, you ain't never got the ex girl. Trap Girl, I ain't tell you bout my trap girl You hold it down, keep you with me like my gat girl.