Norwood Primetime - Trap Lyrics

I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm juugin, I'm servin, I'm coppin the pea's
Bitch I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
From liquor to beef, Its whatever you need

I'm in the trap with the killers and feins
I'm juugin, I'm servin, Im coppin the pea's
I hop out the Honda, I'm dropping the green
Come roll of the ecstasy, Pop you a bean
Try to copy the team
The fact I'm not worried be knocking your dreams
When you the hottest, They pay for the team
We back-to-back with it like Drake on the scene
Servin the city, Them birds in the city
If a nigga f*ck with me, It gets worse for the city
I'm with real niggas that don't show no pity
Keep talking my niggas won't serve you a 50
Servin them blocks and I don't serve the cops
If a nigga get popped, I emerge from the block
Niggas be snitching, They work for the opp
The first nigga out was the first nigga flopped
You know it's a go nigga, Just so you know nigga
Kick in your door and stick you and your hoe nigga
I'm with them goons that will chop you in 4
And they came with machetes on back-to-back 4-wheelers
Aye, You know it's a go, Just so you know
I'll stick you and your hoe nigga
I'm with them goons that will chop you in 4
And they came with machete's on back-to-back 4-wheelers

I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm juugin, I'm servin, I'm coppin the pea's
Bitch I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
From liquor to beef, Its whatever you need

I'm in the trap with the dealer's and geek's
Liquor, some pills, some crack, and some weed
If my money get low, I'll be back in the street's
I post with that pack, I'm like Ace on the east
You moving that white like you new in the life
Niggas be fake and pursuing the life
I'm in the trap where they doing that ice
At 2 in the night, We be shooting the dice
Lost big on some crack, Now I'm on for the jack
I finessed you lil niggas, I'm gone with the sack
Texting my phone like "Please gone pay it back"
But don't pull up, My goons strapped with chrome-plated mac's
We take off your head, If they talking about bread
Niggas turn broads, They be calling the fed's
You think you some comp but they all end up dead
You thinking I won't but its all in your head
I got geeker's that dice you like Michael
Disciples got rifles so this ain't the bible
I trap in the trenches where niggas go viral
These niggas be slanging more fire than a lighter
Everything is for sale, And that's why they don't like us
I pray for my rivals, These bullets get vital
You niggas ain't trappin, You niggas some liars
This for the trap this gonna make me your idol nigga

I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm juugin, I'm servin, I'm coppin the pea's
Bitch I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
I'm in the trap with the killer's and fein's
From liquor to beef, Its whatever you need