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Trapbang! - The Witching Hour Lyrics



Trapbang! - The Witching Hour Lyrics




Back to back all nighter, Versace my attire
Told bro to pass the lighter, I still gotta get higher
These shoes cost twenty-something, my double cup be bubbling
No I can't stop for nothing, so I won't stop at nothing

Everyday I'm grinding (Repeat it)
I put my pain in writing (I'm bleeding)
I'm a don in hiding (The don)
I don't need reminding (I don't)
Come catch the wave I'm riding (I'm surfing)
I'm not suiciding (On Kurt)
Can't catch the coupe I'm driving (I skrrt)
I'm not law abiding (Got dirty)
It's now the witching hour (It's 3:00 yeah)
We've been up high for hours (Pop 3's yeah)
It comes from a flower (That poppy)
I give her money showers (Shower her)
I don't want no powder (Powder her)
I've been smoking sour (Sour)
Mama could be prouder (Yeah)
I gotta make her prouder (Trap)

I'm sorry I've been different (I'm sorry)
I'm sorry I've been distant (I'm sorry)
I'm sorry that I have been hard to reach and inconsistent (It's my fault)
I'm sorry that I trapped you (That's my fault)
I didn't really plan to (I didn't)
I'm sorry that we grew apart, but I guess we had to (Yeah)
I can't believe I loved you (Yeah)
You left but I escaped you (That's your fault)
Got me rethinking every single second that I gave you (That's whos fault?)
Emotions so confusing (Yeah)
I heard you f*cked that dude and, (What?)
I'm trying not to lose it (Stayed up yeah)
Just focus on the music (Straight up yeah)
I'm swimming through the mula,
So Imma need a scuba (Scuba)
My cigar from Cuba (Castro shit)
And my shirt Medusa (Stone cold)
This is not no Puma (Nono)
We call this shit Versace ('Sace)
I told that ho get off me (Get off)
Unless you wanna top me (Top off)
Don't ever let em tell you, that your flame will blow out
We just rocked the venue, I just sold the show out
Sold out, stoned out, no doubt, come take a tab and zone out
The show is almost over, but you still can't go out

Everyday I'm grinding (Repeat it)
I put my pain in writing (I'm bleeding)
I'm a don in hiding (The don)
I don't need reminding (I don't)
Come catch the wave I'm riding (I'm surfing)
I'm not suiciding (On Kurt)
Can't catch the coupe I'm driving (I skrrt)
I'm not law abiding (Got dirty)
It's now the witching hour (It's 3:00 yeah)
I've been up live for hours (Pop 3's yeah)
It comes from a flower (That poppy)
I give her money showers (Shower her)
I don't want no powder (Powder her)
I've been smoking sour (Sour)
Mama could be prouder (Yeah)
I gotta make her prouder

But I've been doing too much, while trynna chase the music
And I've been saying too much, it's time to face the music
Thank you for coming out, and vibing to the music
The drugs ain't running out, so I know that we'll get through it

Yeah
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Back to back all nighter, Versace my attire
Told bro to pass the lighter, I still gotta get higher
These shoes cost twenty-something, my double cup be bubbling
No I can't stop for nothing, so I won't stop at nothing

Everyday I'm grinding (Repeat it)
I put my pain in writing (I'm bleeding)
I'm a don in hiding (The don)
I don't need reminding (I don't)
Come catch the wave I'm riding (I'm surfing)
I'm not suiciding (On Kurt)
Can't catch the coupe I'm driving (I skrrt)
I'm not law abiding (Got dirty)
It's now the witching hour (It's 3:00 yeah)
We've been up high for hours (Pop 3's yeah)
It comes from a flower (That poppy)
I give her money showers (Shower her)
I don't want no powder (Powder her)
I've been smoking sour (Sour)
Mama could be prouder (Yeah)
I gotta make her prouder (Trap)

I'm sorry I've been different (I'm sorry)
I'm sorry I've been distant (I'm sorry)
I'm sorry that I have been hard to reach and inconsistent (It's my fault)
I'm sorry that I trapped you (That's my fault)
I didn't really plan to (I didn't)
I'm sorry that we grew apart, but I guess we had to (Yeah)
I can't believe I loved you (Yeah)
You left but I escaped you (That's your fault)
Got me rethinking every single second that I gave you (That's whos fault?)
Emotions so confusing (Yeah)
I heard you f*cked that dude and, (What?)
I'm trying not to lose it (Stayed up yeah)
Just focus on the music (Straight up yeah)
I'm swimming through the mula,
So Imma need a scuba (Scuba)
My cigar from Cuba (Castro shit)
And my shirt Medusa (Stone cold)
This is not no Puma (Nono)
We call this shit Versace ('Sace)
I told that ho get off me (Get off)
Unless you wanna top me (Top off)
Don't ever let em tell you, that your flame will blow out
We just rocked the venue, I just sold the show out
Sold out, stoned out, no doubt, come take a tab and zone out
The show is almost over, but you still can't go out

Everyday I'm grinding (Repeat it)
I put my pain in writing (I'm bleeding)
I'm a don in hiding (The don)
I don't need reminding (I don't)
Come catch the wave I'm riding (I'm surfing)
I'm not suiciding (On Kurt)
Can't catch the coupe I'm driving (I skrrt)
I'm not law abiding (Got dirty)
It's now the witching hour (It's 3:00 yeah)
I've been up live for hours (Pop 3's yeah)
It comes from a flower (That poppy)
I give her money showers (Shower her)
I don't want no powder (Powder her)
I've been smoking sour (Sour)
Mama could be prouder (Yeah)
I gotta make her prouder

But I've been doing too much, while trynna chase the music
And I've been saying too much, it's time to face the music
Thank you for coming out, and vibing to the music
The drugs ain't running out, so I know that we'll get through it

Yeah
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Writer: Jack B.
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Performed By: Trapbang!
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Jack B.
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