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scy jimm - trained to trap lyrics

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[intro]
(rjbanks on the beat)
mmm, tell ’em come join the movement
what you doing totin’ that—
can’t get enough of spinnin’
i be rapping, but my dawg can’t get enough of spinnin’
i ain’t never bending (hey)
you know we trained to trap, p_ssy
ayy

[chorus]
you know we trained to trap (yeah), tell ’em come join the movement (come here)
what you doing totin’ that glock knowing you ain’t gon’ use it? (what you doing, jit?)
i go back broke, it ain’t no telling, b_tch, i might just lose it (huh?)
it ain’t sh_t to mask up late night and say, “f_ck this music,” ayy (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
i be rapping, but my dawg can’t get enough of spinnin’ (can’t get еnough of spinnin’)
go ask about me, b_tch, i’m solid, i ain’t never bеnding (i ain’t never, i ain’t never)
know my face gator, get you whacked for not a f_cking penny (grrlaow, boww)
glock on my hip ’cause i got racks all in these f_cking skinny (ayy, yeah, yeah)
[verse]
n_gga know me very well (huh?)
when i say my n_ggas trap for real, this ain’t no fairytale (ayy, we trained to trap)
it’s still free taz, these n_ggas folding off of e in jail (free my brother)
n_gga run up wrong, i’ma drop his ass, save me a chair in h_ll (grrlaow, ayy, grrlaow, ayy), nah, for real (boww, b_tch)
them crackers know they f_cked up when they let my ass out (huh?)
n_gga, pick a side, keep switchin’ lanes, ya ass gon’ crash out (skrrt, grrlaow, boww)
got [? 1:06], i let ’em spin until she pass out (let her what?)
it was good when i was broke, came up, now i’m the bad guy (ayy)
you been outchea for the longest, how you still ain’t made sh_t? (how you still ain’t made sh_t?)
he low key got pressure, but don’t never say sh_t (never say sh_t)
12 be on them iphones, i don’t never save sh_t (huh?)
i love totin’ them glocks, but that fn my favorite (for real), yeah
careful through the week, i know the narcs be out on tuesday (they out on tuesday)
couldn’t find no lean, so right now i’m on this dussé (yeah, i’m off this dussé)
you say i ain’t got my fire, it must be april fools’ day (hahaha)
thought i was packing clothes, i whipped that chopper out a suitcase (grrlaow, ayy, boww_boww_boww)
he my son, so i’m his dad, run up, that’s a n_gga ass (ayy, that’s a n_gga ass)
bigger stick, bigger van (bigger stick), i see why these n_ggas mad (i see why these n_ggas mad)
bro been clutchin’ on his tool, wanna squeeze that trigger bad (squeeze that trigger bad)
he say we ain’t gettin’ money, how the f_ck you figure that? ooh (how the f_ck you figure that? ooh)

[chorus]
you know we trained to trap (yeah), tell ’em come join the movement (come here)
what you doing totin’ that glock knowin’ you ain’t gon’ use it? (what you doing, jit?)
i go back broke, it ain’t no telling (grrlaow, grrlaow_grrlaow), b_tch, i might just lose it (huh?)
it ain’t sh_t to mask up late night and say, “f_ck this music” (ayy, ayy, grrlaow)

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