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1-800 Trappin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Enoch
Length: 3:18
Written by: Enoch Morris




Enoch - 1-800 Trappin' Lyrics




Okay, so they gave me this number. Okay, let's try it
Okay. Come On, come on, pick up!
Pick up, pick up, pick up!
Come on!

Hello, you've reached 1-800 Trappin', what paraphernalia do you want
I'm stressed and I need something to take the edge off
Huh, what are you, an edgy teen? Don't waste my time
I'm a paying customer, give me what I asked for!
Nigga, shut the f*ck up

Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
I keep it tucked, don't give a f*ck I'm never lackin

She say Moshi Moshi
Give me tongue like yoshi
She's an independent warrior just like Keyoshi
Truth be told, she don't know me
She f*cked me cuz she lonely
Sugar Daddy status, private island like I'm Roshi

I don't wanna talk if the money is not on the table, I'm all about business
That's not my major, I'm in the gym flexing on niggas my diamonds love fitness
No one can judge but you ain't got a bailiff, somebody please get me a witness
I murdered this beat, in my cell I got bars and a signal, Unlimited f*ck using minutes

Whoa

I feel like Sora with the Kingdom Hearts
Tats up on my wrists, she asked me wassup with those wicked marks

F*ck that

I told her that I needed bigger rocks
My bracelet keeps on dripping, reminded her of her fear of sharks

Water, ice, Lean
Sprite, JR, Promethazine
All about my bands up: Ronny J and Comethazine

I'm all about my money, bitch it's all me like Drake
These niggas green with envy, hate me because all their chains are fake

Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
I keep it tucked, don't give a f*ck I'm never lackin
Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
Bitch I fell in love, can't get enough, fatal attraction

Don't, don't f*ck with a nigga
Don't, don't f*ck with a nigga
If you do, I'll squeeze a hundred triggas
A hundred rounds, squeeze a hundred triggas

Broke up with my main chick, even ditched the side chick
F*ck trapping iPhone, hit me on my sidekick
Don't call a nigga up if you're finna make a racket
Cuz I keep the Tommy on me like Calvin's Hilfiger Jacket

I'm back in this bitch
My heart's absolute pitch
Your girls cheating on you, playing games with a nigga, imma live stream her nudes on Twitch
I never play the Bench
Stay strapped inside the Trench
If you shoot, imma shoot, if you hit my niggas, I'm Drake, '16, how I'm looking for revenge

Choppa with the scope, red beam like a rose
You'll get shot, strike a pose, red dot on your nose
Hands up if you don't wanna ever hear the click clack
Oops I meant blick black, Draco with the kick back

I stay with Gorillas ready toting a banana clip
Bitch I'll top it off, off your top like a banana split
You say you some smoke? I'll hit you with the Sig
Talking big, don't back it up, gives you an early grave, ya dig?

Think I'm playing, Nigga!? Yuh yuh yuh!
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Okay, so they gave me this number. Okay, let's try it
Okay. Come On, come on, pick up!
Pick up, pick up, pick up!
Come on!

Hello, you've reached 1-800 Trappin', what paraphernalia do you want
I'm stressed and I need something to take the edge off
Huh, what are you, an edgy teen? Don't waste my time
I'm a paying customer, give me what I asked for!
Nigga, shut the f*ck up

Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
I keep it tucked, don't give a f*ck I'm never lackin

She say Moshi Moshi
Give me tongue like yoshi
She's an independent warrior just like Keyoshi
Truth be told, she don't know me
She f*cked me cuz she lonely
Sugar Daddy status, private island like I'm Roshi

I don't wanna talk if the money is not on the table, I'm all about business
That's not my major, I'm in the gym flexing on niggas my diamonds love fitness
No one can judge but you ain't got a bailiff, somebody please get me a witness
I murdered this beat, in my cell I got bars and a signal, Unlimited f*ck using minutes

Whoa

I feel like Sora with the Kingdom Hearts
Tats up on my wrists, she asked me wassup with those wicked marks

F*ck that

I told her that I needed bigger rocks
My bracelet keeps on dripping, reminded her of her fear of sharks

Water, ice, Lean
Sprite, JR, Promethazine
All about my bands up: Ronny J and Comethazine

I'm all about my money, bitch it's all me like Drake
These niggas green with envy, hate me because all their chains are fake

Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
I keep it tucked, don't give a f*ck I'm never lackin
Bitch I use this phone for 1-800 Trappin
Just bought another so lil bitch can keep snapchattin
They say I'm Die Hard but I'm not Bruce Willis actin
Bitch I fell in love, can't get enough, fatal attraction

Don't, don't f*ck with a nigga
Don't, don't f*ck with a nigga
If you do, I'll squeeze a hundred triggas
A hundred rounds, squeeze a hundred triggas

Broke up with my main chick, even ditched the side chick
F*ck trapping iPhone, hit me on my sidekick
Don't call a nigga up if you're finna make a racket
Cuz I keep the Tommy on me like Calvin's Hilfiger Jacket

I'm back in this bitch
My heart's absolute pitch
Your girls cheating on you, playing games with a nigga, imma live stream her nudes on Twitch
I never play the Bench
Stay strapped inside the Trench
If you shoot, imma shoot, if you hit my niggas, I'm Drake, '16, how I'm looking for revenge

Choppa with the scope, red beam like a rose
You'll get shot, strike a pose, red dot on your nose
Hands up if you don't wanna ever hear the click clack
Oops I meant blick black, Draco with the kick back

I stay with Gorillas ready toting a banana clip
Bitch I'll top it off, off your top like a banana split
You say you some smoke? I'll hit you with the Sig
Talking big, don't back it up, gives you an early grave, ya dig?

Think I'm playing, Nigga!? Yuh yuh yuh!
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Writer: Enoch Morris
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