Young Dolph - Trappin’ Out a Mansion lyrics

This that high class street music
Paper Route Empire it’s that Dolph shit
You smell me? Everything extra stupid
Extra stupid remember I told you that

Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Saw her in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’
Out a mansion trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion

You bitches love Dolph money
I don’t know what you thought, man
This watch cost a Benz and
This coopy cost a house, man
Nothing but designer grade pistols
In my house, man
Met your bitch at the club but
I fucked her on my couch, man
Memphis – that’s my city, but
Castello that my hood, though
High class street, nigga
But still I fuck with hood hoes
Smoking weed, fucking white bitches
Trappin’ out a mansion
Countin bread and having rough
Sex with Khloe Kardashian
Put down the jeans sagging
All these diamonds flashing
How could your bitch pass this
Shit up, home boy, i’m just asking?
Got her bent over, pulling her hair
Bumping that Marilyn Manson
Trappin’ out a mansion

Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Somewhere in Los Angeles trappin’
Out a mansion trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’
Out a mansion trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion

Mansion full of white girls
Blue ass blonde hair green eyes, black hair
Thicc just like a black girl
Think she got booty shots
Just look how it poke out back there
Well fuck, I let, i got her second bells
And counting racks there
Used to shop in mall in Memphis
Now I shop in Beverly Hills
As a kid grew up with no license, heat
Now I got several cribs
I’m always on the run, I can never sit still
Fuck the world and how I feel
If it ain’t a couple of
Mill then fuck that deal, it ain’t for me
I need seven million or more nigga
Just to sign up
Gotta pay somebody a quarter of
Million just to find us
Marble floors and white hoes
Trappin’ out a mansion

Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Saw her in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Hit my white girl from the back
Bumping Marilyn Manson
Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’
Out a mansion trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion
Trappin’ out a mansion