Lyrics:
Lil baby hit the trapline
Imma pull up we gon get it lit if you act right
I gotta bag to blow yea
Whole night playin all you have to do
Bitch
when that trapline bling
That can only mean one thing
'Cause I know when that trapline bling
That can only mean one thing
Ever since I left
off
Lil bro's telling me he got his earnings wrong
We just took him OT, now his trapline's gone (ring, ring)
Yo, PY got smoked, no bong
And I'm
you're one of the bros
She's licking my ears then she's licking my pole
Trapline bling gotta handle this call
Pushing these packs only weed that I smoke
Conta... Despara
Acredita... ka tá para
Munti na food na balança
Traplines sataaa tocaaaa
Conta... Despara
Acredita... ka tá para
Munti na food
Zel this shit crazy
Boomin'
Trapline är busy det är boomin' (yeah)
Stampade bron fem kassar med brobizz
Har ett värde på gatan som loomis
Boomin'
We was on the roads tryna get up all the Doe
Ops all in submission
Had to break all of there bones
Trapline always ringing phone poca me phone
Had
Baby ring the trapline yeah
I'm not on a hotline yeah yeah
Baby ring the trapline yeah
I'm not on a hotline yeah
Baby ring the trapline yeah
I'm not
Yea yea
The trapline goes
Yea yea
I need some more
Yea yea
Drugs on the floor
Yea Yea
Si mi amor
Paranoia zo sterk, leave dat heel ver
Visions vers
Always
Shinning
I'm on
Fleek
K bandz
Scheming
Call me sosa I'm geeking
Chairman
I'm eating
He go chop slap if he tweaking
Trapline
Beeping
Man
vervullen we
De leegte die vul ik met nulletjes
Kan niet mengen met fuga's en sukkeltjes
Trapline die levert veel dubbeltjes
Jij hebt een flipphone voor de
and its sold
Sipping on the Henny
Bitch ain't worth a penny
You know what I'm sayin
Trapline always belling
Cop it chop sell it
Ducking fedz are coming
the foes when it rains and it snows
Backpackin' with the O's, yeah, I'm trappin' and it shows
Ring ring, hear the trapline bling
I need a watch with
du Xans? Kann ich direkt hol'n
Sie woll'n ein Foto, das' wohl die Rechnung
Für meine Trap-Lines, für meine Rap-Kunst, Ho
Bist du nicht one-hundred
No order trust me
Straight out the fucking trenches
Hold tight C Rose lurky
Everyday trapline bling
Niggas just trap for some bling
But they spend
I was flinging fish in the kettle
Now I got fish on the rex
Trapline sent a text
How could I be loathful with all this bread?
How could it fit in
hade inga barnen följde gatuprotokoll ah
Trapline ringin' vi hämtar jobb
Word to my doggie han har sått där since du kom ah
Chefen gör så ingenting blir
the car get spun
Seen cats Odee, so he's mind so numb
But he loves this shit, and this shit ain't done
Now he's sitting in jail, and his trapline's gone
Postin on a block double cup on me aye bitch Im hoodrich
I was in the bando trapline blingin all day I'm hoodrich
I made the money come straight my
compte en banque d’un joueur de PL
Des nouvelles pedales sous ma paire de TN
Le Lambo - le Féfé - le Merco ou BM
Couplet 1:
Trapline j’tenvoie la
me
But I told you before that I want you for certain
Sorry I been absent
You know the hotline blinging
And the trapline twerking
I'm not into the stop
jager
Lever livet tusen dager
Jeg ruller jubby opp hver kveld
Mæba ringer som hotell
Nakne kropper, ikke Well
M pluss Ornings, ser pastell
Trapline
det på skorna
Stacken den klonas yeah yeah
Yeah pull up och spray dead
Yeah trapline gon' crazy
Hitta Dizzy in the trenches (trenches)
Aina får mig
Tabben den gör dig till bitar den går rah rah rah (grrt pa)
Trapline bara buzzin' som en bikupa
Nigga got the juice som jag var 2pac (juice)
We got
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