Song: Trap Me
Artist:  Lil Friday
Year: 2021
Viewed: 50 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Intro]
Lil Friday, nigga
Gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Hey, hey
Aye, ayy
Bih, bih, bih, bih
Yeah, yeah
Ay (yeah, yeah)
Ay pipe up [?]

[Hook]
I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time
Aye I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time (Aye)
[Verse 1]
Runnin up a check by my lonely
You need one I got it then nigga pull up on me, aye
I ain’t got friends I got homies don’t matter which Gen just know I got it on me, aye
Preheat the 40, cook you like Totoni’s
Want beef? Then Go down to Shoney’s, aye
Can’t sit up and act like I’m cool with niggas
You niggas is not my homies, aye
Niggas Jabroneys I know that
Been takin shit like G aye let me hold that, yea
Run to the money like 4 flat
Runnin through bottles of Moët
Bitches tryna throw neck
Flexin like I’m on a BoFlex
Takin shit down and yea yo hoe next
I’m on they head like a mufuckin barrette
I’m constantly goin in like where the front door at

I’m goin in baby you know I can’t stop
Pretty bitch just asked when I’m gon drop
Pretty bitch asked what’s in my car
A 40 cal and about 10 pack of gars
Lil ratchet bitch say she wanna roll my wood
I told the lil bitch yea as you should
My bougie lil bitch want me to take her shopping
Fuck it ain’t nun but a couple dollars
Stop it, stop it (stop it)
You don’t look like a stock can’t invest my profit
Bubble booty bitch said I’m poppin
She say that I’m cold
I told her you should see my stocking
My whole gang they the realest the trillest I ain’t got to question my niggas, aye
We pull up do a show in a different city you better believe I got them choppas with me

[Hook]
I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time
Aye I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time (Aye)

[Verse 2]
Time after time after time
I took a nickel turned it to a dime
I took a dime and turned it to a dollar
Flex on these bitches time to pop my collar
I just might pop me a mufuckin bottle
I just might turn up in the V.I.P
Please don’t stumble up on me
I’m drunkin lil homie that’s how you get yo ass beat, aye
Walk in this bitch saucin like I’m the chef
Baby can’t help myself, yea
She Lil Friday gon do yo dance let me see you gone two step
Yea yea, Aye Aye
Let me see you gon me two step
Let me see you gon me two step

[Hook]
I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time
Aye I can’t let a hoe trap me never been a rat
Run up and I’m pushin shit back
Yea I was feeling depressed started gettin a lil fat uh uh
Had to snap out of that
You now I’m fly as a pilot got these bitches wildin
Big boy Rollie it’s glidin
I remember finessin niggas with the counterfeit Rollie, time after time after time

( Lil Friday )
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