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lirik lagu 1-800 trappin’ – hala nomore

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[intro]
m*man, phara, you crazy bro

alright, so they gave me this number, aight
lemme call dis
77*
pick up
pick up, pick up, pick up, ugh
come on!
what’s brackin? you’ve reached 1*800 trappin’, what paraphernalia do you want?
i need something to take the edge off
you got co**beep*?
n*gga you sound 12, don’t waste my time
i’ll give you whatever you want, just lemme cop an eight ball
n*gga, shut yo b*tchass up

[hook]
b*tch, i use this phone for 1*800 trappin’
just bought another so lil b*tch can keep snapchattin’
they say i’m die hard but i’m not bruce willis actin’
i keep it tucked, don’t give a f*ck i’m never lackin’

[verse 1]
she said “moshi moshi”
gave me tongue like yoshi
she’s always under pressure, guess she f*cks with david bowie
truth be told, she don’t know me
she f*cked me cuz she lonely
sugar daddy status, private island like i’m roshi huh
don’t wanna talk if the money is not on the table
i’m all about business (cha*ching)
that’s not my major, i’m in the gym flexing on n*ggas
my diamonds love fitness (bling bling bling)
no one can judge, but you ain’t got a bailiff
somebody, please get me a witness (witness!)
i murdered this beat, in my cell, i got bars and a signal
unlimited, f*ck using minutes
whoa (yuh)
i feel like sora with the kindom hearts
tats up on my wrist she asked me
“what’s up with those wicked marks” (what’s that?)
f*ck that, i told her that i needed bigger rocks
my rollie keeps on dripping, reminded her of her fear of sharks!
water, ice, lean, sprite, jr, promethazine
i’m all about my bands up, ronnyj and comethazine
i’m all about my money b*tch, it’s all me like drake
these n*ggas green with envy, hate me because all their chains are fake! (fake fake)

[hook]
b*tch, i use this phone for 1*800 trappin’ (trappin’ trappin’)
just bought another so lil b*tch can keep snapchattin’ (chattin’ chattin’)
they say i’m die hard but i’m not bruce willis actin’
i keep it tucked, don’t give a f*ck i’m never lackin (yuh yuh yuh)
b*tch, i use this phone for 1*800 trappin’ (trappin’ trappin’)
just bought another so lil b*tch can keep snapchattin’ (chattin’ chattin’)
they say i’m die hard but i’m not bruce willis actin’ (ackin’ ackin’)
b*tch i fell in love, can’t get enough, fatal attraction!

[bridge]
b*tch n*ggas
snitch n*ggas
d*ck n*ggas
fake n*ggas
jake n*ggas (nah nah)
that’s that sh*t i don’t like!

[verse 2]
broke up with my main chick
even ditched the side chick
f*ck trappin iphone
hit me on my sidekick
don’t call a n*gga up if you’re finna make a racket
cuz i keep that tommy on me like calvin’s hilfiger jacket
i’m back in this b*tch (uhuh)
my heart’s absolute pitch (uhuh)
your girls cheating on you, playing games with a n*gga
i’ma livestream her nudes on twitch (oh bet?)
i never played the bench
wet it up, spray the block how you get drenched
if you shoot, imma shoot, if you hit my n*ggas
drake summer sixteen got me lookin’ for revenge (brrraa!)
choppa with a scope, red beam like a rose
you’ll get shot, strike a pose, red dot on your nose (pew pew pew)
hands up if you don’t wanna have to hear the cl!ck*clack
oops! i meant “bl!ck*black”
draco with the kickback
i stay with guerrillas, ready totin’ a banana clip
b*tch i’ll top it off, off your top like a banana split
you say you want some smoke? i’ll hit you with the sig
talkin’ big, don’t back it up, gives you an early grave, ya dig?

think i’m playin, n*gga