Tony Shhnow - TRAP ADDICT lyrics

Yeah nigga tony Shhnow nigga
SOS the motherfucking mob pussy nigga
You know what the fuck we on nigga
Still trappin bitch

Uh,  Icey but shiesty, baby don’t trust me
Yeah, this watch on me blinding, sick
The shit disgusting
I almost threw up cause this mud I’m sipping
 damn my cup so dirty
And My trap house boiling like a pot
These hoes on me cause I’m hot
Trap addict, cash addict
I just need the guap
Fuck the hitch on the first night
You the type gone pay for top
Me and my niggas ain’t worried bout y’all
We havin' it on us
You know that it’s tucked
All of these Glocks got dicks
You playin lil bitch
I pull up you finna get fucked
Don’t get this shit twisted Pussy know
My shooters cock and aim
If it’s a problem, we don’t think
My nigga know just bust his brain
Don’t do no beef, we snatch yo shit
And do a video with yo chain
I don’t do business if you don’t got stains
This Glock on me pop like it want fame

You know me, I just play my role
This niggas keep showing the hands
I got them Zara’s saggin on me
Cause they holding em bands
Oh that’s yo hoe, no I ain’t know
She just gone blow like a fan
Got a 1 one girl with the 2
I make em hoes shake like twins
If you got chase
Then hit my dm come and make you a band
I’m still in the trap
But a nigga gone act like he made it
I’m pushing the foreign
I ain’t driving the basic
The cash in the attic
Got pounds in the basement
Put wok in my cup, no D’usse
My niggas shooting off the rip, no 2K
Steady having knots in my pocket, no shoelace

Uh, Icey but shiesty, baby don’t trust me
Yeah, this watch on me blinding, sick
The shit disgusting
I almost threw up cause this mud I’m sipping
Damn my cup so dirty
And My trap house boiling like a pot
These bitches on me cause I’m hot
Trap addict, cash addict
I just need the guap
Fuck the hitch on the first night
You the type to pay for top
Me and my niggas ain’t worried bout y’all
We havin' it on us
You know that it’s tucked
All of these Glocks got dicks
You playin lil bitch
I pull up you finna get fucked
Don’t get this shit twisted Pussy know
My shooters cock and aim
If it’s a problem, we don’t think
My nigga know just bust his brain
Don’t do no beef, we snatch yo shit
And do a video with yo chain
I don’t do business if you don’t got stains
This Glock on me pop like it want fame

Bow