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In The Trap Video (MV)




Performed By: Acezz Music
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: Ferdinand Smith




Acezz Music - In The Trap Lyrics
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I got the bitches and I got the weed I got the kilos and I got the trees
Stackin' the bricks, Richard milli' watches is on my wrist
Niggas be hatin, they saw this whip, drip, drip
Get in the guala, the mula, we get it again
Have your bitch in the car seat and she give me the brain
Yeah, she love f*ck, mi funds nuff, yes, and the thugs rough
Violate, then you get a gun but, yo, TG, wah gwan downtown
Glockburn pen, we no gun clone we lock eh street and we run eh compound
I a king inna the earth, yea me done crown Mazzarati clean the wheel custom
When you see me rollin' up in the club and the bezel them shinin' like light
Gyal them poppin' Molly Percocet, drinkin' liquor all night
I don't catch feelings, now I catch a flight In the morning, take a trip to Dubai
Gucci bag, Dior shoes off white Oh, God, I'm livin' the life
I got the bitches and I got the weed I got the kilos and I got the trees
Stackin' the bricks, Richard milli' watches on my wrist
Niggas be hatin, they saw this whip, drip, drip
Get in the guala, the mula, we get it again
Have your bitch in the car seat and she give me the brain
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English

I got the bitches and I got the weed I got the kilos and I got the trees
Stackin' the bricks, Richard milli' watches is on my wrist
Niggas be hatin, they saw this whip, drip, drip
Get in the guala, the mula, we get it again
Have your bitch in the car seat and she give me the brain
Yeah, she love f*ck, mi funds nuff, yes, and the thugs rough
Violate, then you get a gun but, yo, TG, wah gwan downtown
Glockburn pen, we no gun clone we lock eh street and we run eh compound
I a king inna the earth, yea me done crown Mazzarati clean the wheel custom
When you see me rollin' up in the club and the bezel them shinin' like light
Gyal them poppin' Molly Percocet, drinkin' liquor all night
I don't catch feelings, now I catch a flight In the morning, take a trip to Dubai
Gucci bag, Dior shoes off white Oh, God, I'm livin' the life
I got the bitches and I got the weed I got the kilos and I got the trees
Stackin' the bricks, Richard milli' watches on my wrist
Niggas be hatin, they saw this whip, drip, drip
Get in the guala, the mula, we get it again
Have your bitch in the car seat and she give me the brain
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Writer: Ferdinand Smith
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