Trappin’/James Harden lyrics

by

NLE Choppa



[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
You know that I gotta keep the fire (The fire)
Uh, ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
My n*ggas trappin', slangin' packs off the trap phone
Up the Glock to his face if he look wrong
Gas got a six pack, 'cause that b*tch strong
My clip hold 30, you know that the b*tch long
Slide late night, you know that I keep a pipe
If I see a opposition, try to put 'em in the sky
I ain't never told a lie, b*tch, you know it's do or die
Hottest n*gga in the game, so you know I keep that fire

[Verse 1]
I'ma rockstar, b*tch, you know I'm rockin'
I hit the club, throwin' cash, b*tch, it's joggin'
I ain't gotta tuck it, nina in my pocket
I let off 13 like I'm James Harden
Up the Glock, made him freeze like it's Freeze Tag
I left him on the scene, put him in the body bag
Baby Mexico, to the left I keep a flag
RIP Cario, he slam sh*t just like Shaq
Throwin' signs in the party, n*gga, what's up?
Dissin' on the gang gonna get you f*cked up
b*tch, I dare a f*ck n*gga try to touch us
And we keep them glizzies tucked, knock if you buck-buck
[Chorus]
My n*ggas trappin', slangin' packs off the trap phone
Up the Glock to his face if he look wrong
Gas got a six pack, 'cause that b*tch strong
My clip hold 30, you know that the b*tch long
Slide late night, you know that I keep a pipe
If I see a opposition, try to put 'em in the sky
I ain't never told a lie, b*tch, you know it's do or die
Hottest n*gga in the game, so you know I keep that fire

[Verse 2]
Pull up in the ghost, I'ma Grim Reaper
Dogin' this b*tch if she say she a keeper
f*ck that lil' hoe, I really don't need her
Kickin' my feet while I'm blowin' this Reefa
Made my main b*tch my side hoe, 'cause she kept on b*tchin'
I'm cruisin' fast in a Tahoe, switchin' lanes, b*tch, I'm livin'
Drippin' too much like a motherf*ckin' Voss
Just left a bank, I just dropped the deposit
Tough on the 'Gram, stop all that talkin'
See him in person, you know that I'm sparkin'
My b*tch latino, she callin' me papi
Hit from the back while I'm callin' her mommy
Said I'm too deep, feel it in her tummy
di*k in her mouth when I started comin'
Say I'ma pimp, walk with a limp
Glock on my hip, please, don't tempt
I'm high as a blimp, blow to my lip
They ridin' my wave just like a ship
I'm goin' too fast, they say it's unfair
My drip is so rare, make you stop and stare
Ain't about money, I do not care
When it comes to guap, I do not share
My n*ggas trappin', slangin' packs off the trap phone
Up the Glock to his face if he look wrong
Gas got a six pack, 'cause that b*tch strong
My clip hold 30, you know that the b*tch long
Slide late night, you know that I keep a pipe
If I see a opposition, try to put 'em in the sky
I ain't never told a lie, b*tch, you know it's do or die
Hottest n*gga in the game, so you know I keep that fire
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