lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu trap addict – tony shhnow

Loading...

[intro]: tony shhnow

yeah n*gga
tony shhnow n*gga, sos the motherf*cking mob p*ssy n*gga
you know what the f*ck we on n*gga, still trappin
b*tch

[hook]: tony shhnow

uh, icey but shiesty, baby don’t trust me
yeah, this watch on me blinding, sick, the sh*t disgusting
i almost threw up cause this mud i’m sipping, d*mn my cup so dirty
and my trap house boiling like a pot, these hoes on me cause i’m hot

trap addict, cash addict, i just need the guap
f*ck the hitch on the first night, you the type gone pay for top
me and my n*ggas ain’t worried bout y’all
we havin it on us, you know that it’s tucked
all of these glocks got d*cks, you playin lil b*tch, i pull up you finna get f*cked

don’t get this sh*t twisted p*ssy know my shooters c*ck and aim
if it’s a problem, we don’t think, my n*gga know just bust his brain
don’t do no beef, we sn*tch yo sh*t, and do a video with yo chain
i don’t do business if you don’t got stains
this glock on me pop like it want fame
[verse]: tony shhnow

you know me, i just play my role, this n*ggas keep showing the hands
i got them zara’s saggin on me cause they holding em bands
oh that’s yo hoe, no i ain’t know, she just gone blow like a fan
got a 1 one girl with the 2 i make em hoes shake like twins

if you got chase, then hit my dm come and make you a band
i’m still in the trap, but a n*gga gone act like he made it
i’m pushing the foreign, i ain’t driving the basic
the cash in the attic, got pounds in the bas*m*nt

put wok in my cup, no d’usse
my n*ggas shooting off the rip, no 2k
steady having knots in my pocket, no shoelace

[hook]: tony shhnow

uh, icey but shiesty, baby don’t trust me
yeah, this watch on me blinding, sick, the sh*t disgusting
i almost threw up cause this mud i’m sipping, d*mn my cup so dirty
and my trap house boiling like a pot, these b*tches on me cause i’m hot

trap addict, cash addict, i just need the guap
f*ck the hitch on the first night, you the type to pay for top
me and my n*ggas ain’t worried bout y’all
we havin it on us, you know that it’s tucked
all of these glocks got d*cks, you playin lil b*tch, i pull up you finna get f*cked
don’t get this sh*t twisted p*ssy know my shooters c*ck and aim
if it’s a problem, we don’t think, my n*gga know just bust his brain
don’t do no beef, we sn*tch yo sh*t, and do a video with yo chain
i don’t do business if you don’t got stains
this glock on me pop like it want fame

bow

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...

Loading...