u still not a trap n*gga lyrics
by tana
[Intro: che & tana]
I'd fart on the beat if I wanted to, n*gga
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh (Ah, sh*t, give me that sh*t)
[Verse: tana & che]
Where is the baby?
How you a trap n*gga up in the Navy?
You ain't no trap n*gga, b*tch, you eat gravy
I just might take some candy from a baby
How you a trap n*gga screamin' out (Brrt), "Save me"?
I'm makin' this money, live luxury lately
b*tch, why you drinkin'? You not even eighteen
I got a MILF, I think that she's eighty (Eww, I got a MILF)
Give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t, give me that sh*t (Ahh)
This n*gga addicted to crack (Cocaine)
Lightskin ho tryna go eat some lo mein (The f*ck?)
Hold up, I'm cussin' to much
(Chlamydia) That-That ho be f*ckin' too much
Need a new mag, I been dumpin' too much
(f*ckin' that ho, put my thumb in her butt)
Hold on, I'm bustin' too much
"Calm down, you shoot up the function too much" (Oh my God)
You can't kill me when I got this gun in my clutch
I get bored so I just might go play with her butt
I told lil' Tana that they ain't like this
You ain't never seen a lil' dance like this
One second, I'll pull up my pants like this
Ain't no trap n*gga hard, you a lil' bitty b*tch (f*ck you)
Ain't no trap n*gga, b*tch, you a lil' bitty (Whore)
Walk up in Saks and I buy up the store
Light skin n*gga with locs (Galore, n*gga)
Pockets so fat (GloFromDa4)
She said can she give me brain, sure
Some top in New York, in the ninety-third floor (True story)
I told her to twerk
Shooter got dreads, just like Lil Durk (Oh my God)
[Outro: che & tana]
f*ck (n*gga), f*ck (n*gga)
f*ck (n*gga), f*ck (n*gga)
sh*t (n*gga), f*ck (n*gga)
sh*t (n*gga), f*ck (n*gga)
f*ck n*gga (Gimme that sh*t), f*ck n*gga (Gimme that sh*t)
f*ck n*gga (Gimme that sh*t), f*ck n*gga—