King Libra - Lib In The Trap Pt. 1 lyrics

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King Libra - Lib In The Trap Pt. 1 lyrics

[Hook: Nav] I just poured a 8 in a liter Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly Got a white b**h snorting up snow Say she want real n***as in the party Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo b**h close the door, there’s sh** on your nose (that c**a) She said she want more She said she want more So I’mma get more Yeah I’mma get more b**h close the door, the sh** on your nose She said she want more She said she want more So I’mma get more Yeah I’mma get more [Verse 1: King Libra] I’m one of the Real n***as left in my city Damn I’m the up next I say it cause I’m gritty Hol up Just to let y’all know King los ain’t the only king in that’s in the 410 They can not f** with the flow My flow like whoa Libra la flame Come equipped with the game n***a I’m king stay in yo lane Pick a spot in my city And I come with the baddest 17 calling plays like a n***a madden Black walt disney you would think a n***a magic She don’t want me oh so tragic And I’m that n***a that make n***as panic And she call me papi but I’m not hispanic Ocean so deep come ride my titanic [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Amen, high life, sleepy, night night Flashes spotlight, pull up, night sky Peace peace, peaced it Grind me grind me, strike me, indict Indict me, snipe me, swipe it, drop it, trap it (yeah yeah) I’m lit, lightning, white b**h, she thick Pulled out in the hood Toyota Drove back to the hood Lambo Crushes xans in my soda Riding around the city with my eyes closed Crazy girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’ Tryna’ text my accountant Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!) Won’t you come to the bottom (yeah) Know you heard a lot about ’em Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring Pulled out in the hood Toyota Drove back to the hood Lambo Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda Riding around the city with my eyes closed [Hook: Nav] I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly Got a White chick rollin’ on snow Say she want real n***as in the party Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo b**h close the door, the sh** on her nose (that c**a) She said she want more She said she want more So I’mma get more Yeah I’mma get more Close the door, the sh** on her nose She said she want more She said she want more So I’mma get more Yeah I’mma get more Ooo