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gsntd - trap house, pt. 3 lyrics
[intro: td ceasar]
trap house, part motherf-ckin’ three
aye, yeah, aye, yeah, in the trap house
trap spot, aye, yeah, in the trap spot
gang, gang, p-ssy, boy, gang, gang
[chorus: td ceasar]
9-11, make it crash, bash
chillin’ with the gang, in the trap, house
see me in the back, countin’ cash, like the flash
posted with some choppas in the back, now
this sh-t is f-ckin’ exotic, get on it
no the b-tch ain’t a f-ckin’ crack, house
i’m goin’ crazy like an alcoholic
i’mma pull up with a f-ckin’ gat, (blao!)
[verse 1: td glizzzy & gs drako ]
glizzy in this b-tch, know i get it lit
fifty-five k on my wrist, make me drip, (drip)
nut on her t-tties, nut on her lip
i might f-ck a b-tch, in the back, then i dip
choppas spray, like gang, gang
lil’ b-tch shake that thing, (thing)
pull up on your block
then i let my choppa bang
choppa bite, like fang, fang
see me switchin lanes
your b-tch give me brain
b-tch, i got your chain
[verse 2: sentarion]
blub, blub, blub
water drown me like a tub
beat you up, just like a club
you a baby, like a cub
huh, gang
i might let it bang
you know that you p-ssed me off
that’s why my choppa sang
[chorus: td ceasar]
9-11, make it crash, bash
chillin’ with the gang, in the trap, house
see me in the back, countin’ cash, like the flash
posted with some choppas in the back, now
this sh-t is f-ckin’ exotic, get on it
no the b-tch ain’t a f-ckin’ crack, house
i’m goin’ crazy like an alcoholic
i’mma pull up with a f-ckin’ gat, (blao!)
[verse 3: td ceasar]
my name is d-mn td ceasar
i’m breachin’ your door, (gang, gang)
now that i have some money
your b-tch knees on the floor, (gang, aye)
i am so sick and tired of these p-ss-es
copyin’ all of my d-mn flows, (aye)
you know the clock on my wrist
it is icy, like snow, (aye)
[verse 4: gs drako]
your b-tch just a hoe
you already know
go, go, go
f-ck a b-tch
and then i go, (go)
[chorus: td ceasar & sentarion]
9-11, make it crash, bash
chillin’ with the gang, in the trap, house
see me in the back, countin’ cash, like the flash, (haha)
posted with some choppas in the back, now
this sh-t is f-ckin’ exotic, get on it, (b-tch!)
no the b-tch ain’t a f-ckin’ crack, house
i’m goin’ crazy like an alcoholic
i’mma pull up with a f-ckin’ gat, (blao!)
[outro: yung razerr]
gsntd, volume one, out now
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