Migos, Ca$h Out - Trap House lyrics

[Migos, Ca$h Out - Trap House lyrics]

I, I smoke up that pound
I'm up on the booth, I think it's a droubt
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house

I'm up in the booth, I'm whippin the
I'm whippin the 9, my time
You're wasting my time
I'm doing my time, if I do the crime
Thesе niggas gon tell
I said these niggas gon tеll
They ain't got no bail, these niggas is hell
I love it, I love it like beemer
These niggas they plottin, these
Niggas they skemein, made everybody say woo
I'm up in the booth, with they say woo
Her pussy got a little so I say woo
Don't crack me up, money
You know I stacked it up
6 months in, I packed it up trap rules
Carey so much weight
Shit I gotta make the news
I love the trap house

I, I smoke up that pound
I'm up on the booth, I think it's a droubt
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house

Quavo! What can I say?
I love the bando
You don't need to be talking what can I say?
The bando got a nigga walking
Gotta know that Imma shoot
If you try to take a duse, lean or
She a bad bitch, but I make her cook
She mad at me she jangaling them
It ain't a trap house
You ain't got a shooter at the door
Hell na it ain't no trap house
You ain't got a fork and a bole

I cook it up and with the egg beater
Got my hand in the whippin

My diamonds on cold, they calling me frozen
You pussy nigga, they call you
A hundred thousand for a feature
50, 000 for a picture
Bando when I was a lil nigga, had to see the
Mama told me read the scripture

Whippin and whippin and whippin the pot

Jolly rancher

I, I smoke up that pound
I'm up on the booth, I think it's a droubt
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house

I love the trap house
Got a brick on my couch got a K on my couch
Got your bitch in my house
Started with an ounce cause every gram count
Stretching the whole thing, bando
Feel like I'm Rambo
Watching, when I change the channel
Trappin and cappin
Payed my doos, dropped out of school
They say I'm a fool, i'm whippin that
I never fold, cause I don't have a clue
Touchdown selling dog food

I'm the teacher, your bitch in detention
50 bicks
Controlling the block with good quality
There go 12, going can't go to jail
No TI, I'm on a paper trail
For sail, like Taco Bell
I hit with the cartell
Cooking in the kitchen, Offset a chef
Water like Michael Phelps
I made a million in the trap with no help

I, I smoke up that pound
I'm up on the booth, I think it's a droubt
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
I love the trap house i love the trap house
The guns we pull out, the racks we pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house

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