Trap Jump Aye! (feat. Jams D Fizo, Dooley Martez & Geto Gold)

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Jarl Far

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I always wanted to do a trap song
Dude
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, whole brick, half brick
Make the trap go aye
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, make the trap go aye
Chill little daddy, we tryna built little daddy
Nah for real little daddy, keep it trill little daddy
Can't match my turn up, bet ya life gang, one up
All my people from the come up
And you can really be the come up
And I need to see commas, don't need your promise, I need my offerings
Baka baka, you silly rappers
Make me pop a capper, make em' pop culture
Make em' really Casper, no feelings after
Call & feed the vultures with plenty laughter
What you really after, mine do dirt & don't clean up after
Niggas reall backwards
Never die until I actually do
Gang Gang what we actually is
Miss me with that acting shit
So if I'm acting just know it's accurate
Found a bunch of fucks I could give
Decided to keep them all for myself
Had to do it so I can live
I ain't worried about you I'm selfish
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, whole brick, half brick
Make the trap go aye
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, make the trap go aye
Audio trap jumping like Jordan
Got the dope fresh off the flame, to supply global warming
In a drought make it rain, cocaine when it's pourin
Yea I'm known to ease the pain, cause these bars are anointed
Angels wings started soaring that's that Madonna flow
Robin all through ya hood I'm Ronald Regan hoe
Bitch we up to no good
Toting stick burning wood
2x4 on my side & bitch I wish a nigga would try to play
Bitch this ain't the park
4 4 to ya face. I need racks, I need diamond plagues
Tay K in this race
Try to pump then I pull pump & no it's not a fake
Anderson bitch I am the one, keep the matrix in my safe
Jus in case I gotta erase you from this stratosphere
Can't let no bitch nigga breath inside my atmosphere
To open doors need some keys
Put my worries at ease
Make enough money to feed the block & uplift the team my nigga
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, whole brick, half brick
Make the trap go aye
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, make the trap go aye
She wanna f*ck at the Sky Bar
I'm feeling like f*ck it bitch why not
I give her a foul like I'm Draymond
At the end of the game she get three shots
When I shoot that chopper I don't aim
Jus let know that I bought it to flip a car
This bitch wanna f*ck, doing handstands
This the shit that she do when she chew a bar
Ain't worse than the work in cubicle
Ain't no mystery nigga, no Scooby-Doo
My price get around like a hula hoop
Got that tool in shoe, this a murder boot
You so under me, I can hurdle you
I don't know what you doing, I ain't heard of you
Overdosing like Quil, now they sleeping on me
That chopper makes niggas get vertical
I got some bitches that'll slide for me
I don't need to cap, they'll die for me
A couple niggas lied on me
So I'm riding forges & glide on em'
Hop out the seasons
Off white, jewelry leaking
Little momma a monster
On her pantie holes she be feasting
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, whole brick, half brick
Make the trap go aye
Wish I had a hundred pounds to make the trap jump
Money, bad bitch, stacks that's the outcome
Little nigga want to take a nigga out huh
Choppers at your granny's door, only outcome
Bad hoes at my shows, sell em' out right
King Tip in my city, bring em' out huh
Ooh it's lit, all night only out come
Whole brick, half brick, make the trap go aye
Niggas chasing hoes, instead of chasing money
Now they a live puppet dancing on a string
Trying to please a screen, hoping everybody still coming
They gon wake up late, ain't ate, while the paper plates stain against plastic
Bitch we pass that
So I'm a drop the top, screaming f*ck the cops
Feeling like Tupac in this classic
While I'm JFK on the interstate
I'm a face my fate while I'm gassin
Diamonds against the wood, glass house the hood
Feeling good with this seat back
Your feed back, we don't need that
Unless you made yourself an investment
Cause they'll sell their soul, just to sell up soil
Instead of fixing rows to get their seeds fat

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