笨小笨TrapMania (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) (Explicit)歌词由BiC Fizzle&Gucci Mane&Cootie演唱，出自专辑《So Icy Boyz: The Finale (Explicit)》，下面是《TrapMania (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
TrapMania (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) (Explicit)歌词完整版
TrapMania (feat. Gucci Mane & Cootie) (Explicit) - BiC Fizzle/Gucci Mane/Cootie
Lyrics by：Brytavious Lakeith Chambers/Jeremiah Northern/Radric Davis/Randarius Caruthers/TheBoyKam
Tay Keith **** these n***as up
1017
So Icey Boys
That boy fizzle
870 trench baby you know the struggle raised me
Bein' broke ain't turned me down that **** just got me motivated
Ivory loud got on my **** and put my foot on all my haters
Uh-huh
Money stackin' up in layers look like I play for the Lakers
Well d**n
We gon' **** from nine to five like this your job or I'ma trade ya
I won't waste none of your time or mine I'd rather chase some paper
Trappin' too hard in the hood I'm gettin' complaints from all the neighbors
Woo
Like that young n***a too hot out here he got so many flavors
I worked hard for what I got so I won't let no n***a take it
No
Wock' mix with my phantom pop it got me movin' like the matrix
Know this **** 1K 4L see we got millions on the table
223 find our traces cross that line and fizzle face it
Boom
Shh who's that
It's the Cooter
Huh
Grab the fork and twerk it twist it twirl it like some noodles
Woo skrrt
I'm a big dog **** I look like runnin' with some poodles
You might think this was a pool hall just look at all these shooters
D**n
It's a celebration ***** another trapper made it
My ho jealous bruh I think my plug even hatin'
Wow
I'm tired of n***as ******* up then cryin' 'cause they can't pay me
They don't know who did it but the n***a family still hate me
What
You can't tell us nothin' *****
No
You see we made it out them trenches
In the game ballin' hard ***** we finally off them benches
Go
The caption read We winnin' with the trophy on the ending
Woo
My girl jealous say the Glock get more attention than extended
Go
I can show you how to flip a fifty to a million
Yeah
I got the Midas touch they say I'm somethin' like a magician
Voilà
I dropped the top I'm chillin' now my car ain't got no ceiling
Pew
Don't put your hands on Guwop or your limbs won't have no feeling
D**n
CEO 'bout business it's been blushin' 'bout this pendant
And you can't work the brand unless you gon' stand on the business
I can't take you serious it's all fiction in your lyrics
D**n
Your rap so ******* cap not even your partner wanna hear it
Wow
Straight from Arkansas just gave these young n***as a chance
Yeah
And how you call them country when my young n***as got bands
Racks
We ballin' in Miami yeah I'm rockin' with the clan
Go
And I can't do no dancin' all this money in my pants
Gucci
Ha
