Landfill, Future - Trap Niggas - (Landfill Edition) lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Landfill, Future - Trap Niggas - Landfill Edition lyrics]
Trap niggas trap niggas, yeah, yeah
8-8-8-808- 'Ringe times getting hard but a
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-when-when you wake up before
You brush your teeth
You grab your strap- When-
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, Fu- fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas iI
8-8-8-808- 'Ringe times getting hard but a
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-when-when you wake up before
You brush your teeth
You grab your strap- When-
Only time you get down on your knees
Shooting craps, Fu- fuck what you heard
God blessin' all the trap niggas
God blessin' all the trap niggas iI