Future - Trap Niggas lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future - Trap Niggas lyrics]
Nigga still gettin' it
Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker, huh
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
Weighed 1008 grams on the scale
I got a lower case T across my chest
Your crack house doin' numbers
Then you blessed
You move your momma to a crib from the 'jects
It's so much alcohol and kush on my breath
We prayin' five times a day to catch a plug
A few bean pies stashed in the trunk
Shoot dice all day and sell dust
You loaded up, they talkin' shit
You gone bust told yourself a million times
You don't give a fuck
Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut
Sold over a million dimes
I don't give a fuck what?
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
Hasta Ia la-uego wake up with that Glock
Okay though
Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur
You got your work
You posted up in the hood Bodega
Lil' woadie loading up that yopper
Before he brush his teeth
Gotta roll a backwood up while
He count the cheese we on the turf
Getting active on the backstreet
I'm drinkin' Actavis
The only thing that relax me
I'm on drugs, every single day I pop a seal
We talk that lingo 'round here
We try to work a deal
You pull up round here
They serve you here to Dixie Hills
You hit Old Nat
I know on Godby you’ll see a trap house
Gotta cock it back
Out here this shit wid-ild
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
When you wake up before you brush your teeth
You grab your strap, nigga
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, nigga fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas
You loaded up, they talkin' shit
You gone bust told yourself a million times
You don't give a fuck
Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut
Sold over a million dimes
I don't give a fuck what?