Trapstar 666 pussy

NEON BLADE

lyrics
trapping out the lane in outerspace
thats how the gas got me and the gang
gotta move the bricks andole
gotta get the money right away
yes i gotta get it my way
doing 200 on the highway 
send a bitch pm myspace
told the bitch pull up my place
bust on ha face like some toothpaste
i need the bills wita blueface
if you aint balling then move bae
need me a bitch wit 100k
need me a bitch wita brand new range
need me a bitch who aint switching lanes
need me a bitch who roll swishers aye
need me a bitch that can listen aye
look in my eyes pay attention bae
pass you a brick u gon move today
pass u the blick you wont die that way
if they can shoot you gon rise that thang
rise it up and let that 40 bang
thats the way i like my shordy aye 
gangsta bitch who got the gun on wait
latina bitch who can move some weight
crazy bitch who gonna slice yo face
run it up and you gon die today
Trapping out the city like the narcos
kicking down doors when the dark shows
always stay strapped at my shows
tryna run up see the light pole
Rearrange yo figure like a typo 
tryna run up you gon die hoee

diamonds on my chain johhny dang
tryna run up its tucked lift up then bang
get the fuck out my way
im moving shit that u never gon play
nun of yo plays gonna meet wit my pay
look what was paid
diamonds on my grillz to chain
damage ya if you in range
i got a beam and a drum give a fuck about aim
busting yo brain
make the floor red ima paint
make the wall red show yo brains
Killing ya
my bullets spilling ya
im on yo block wita chop and im spinning ya
finna get rid of ya
lil bitch want the money me to
pussies wanna try me so i keep the tool
run up on me i leave u leaking like sum drool

trapping out the lane in outerspace
thats how the gas got me and the gang
gotta move the bricks andole
gotta get the money right away
yes i gotta get it my way
doing 200 on the highway 
send a bitch pm myspace
told the bitch pull up my place
bust on ha face like some toothpaste
i need the bills wita blueface
if you aint balling then move bae
need me a bitch wit 100k
need me a bitch wita brand new range
need me a bitch who aint switching lanes
need me a bitch who roll swishers aye
need me a bitch that can listen aye
look in my eyes pay attention bae
pass you a brick u gon move today
pass u the blick you wont die that way
if they can shoot you gon rise that thang
rise it up and let that 40 bang
thats the way i like my shordy aye 
gangsta bitch who got the gun on wait
latina bitch who can move some weight
crazy bitch who gonna slice yo face
run it up and you gon die today
Trapping out the city like the narcos
kicking down doors when the dark shows
always stay strapped at my shows
tryna run up see the light pole
Rearrange yo figure like a typo 
tryna run up you gon die hoee

Trappin Like The NARCOS

Lyrics:

Yuh yuh yuh,
I won’t make it back
Yuh yuh yuh,
We playing laser tag
With pistol for crystals
I don’t mind this shit moving simple 
I’ll pop ya’ plug like a pimple 
You’re taking one to the temple
But I really got ask for the ash please 
I don’t wanna make you mad like a paxi
Cause you know my pad at the maxi
So we kept fucking in the backseat 
I blame excuses to my nuisance 
It’s a shame you can’t compute this
Ima moth inside a mutant 
Drawn to shiny thangs designer thangs
Excuse me…
And my ex been really lonely  
Naughty bitches never really nice 
You cannot hold me
I’m holy but i’m horny 
Sorting through my cords in the morning
Waking up no shorts in the morning 
Damn we been fucking up the sheets 
Hit on the beat I’m just focused on cheese
And my cheddar 
No bread up if you cannot listen to settle
Like mints off a pedal you meddle
You pussy
You marking 
You see my trigger then spark it 
Alarming the crew like a clock but it’s 2 
In the morning 
But we had to shoot like a tourist
Said “baby don’t worry”
We just met on tour 
But excuse me if I never wake in the morning 
(Excuse me)

Up in the party
While sippin bacardi
I fucked on your bitch cause she look like a barbie
A model icarly
These niggas bombarding
They diss I’m responding
Yeah no disregarding
Like A$hy had said we “Ain’t Playin’” no more
Dynamic duo stay changing the score
I’m boutta step on the floor
Call me “King Arthur” I pulled out the sword
I’m killing the beats every time I record
Jumped on the stage so the crowd starts to roar
Screamin my name yeah they love to adore
Gucci and Prada I’m flashin Dior
Flash like a beam is attached to a mag
I don’t act on the streets 
I don’t cap on a track 
I ain’t lack on my green 
Had to keep a lil’ stack
So sorry not sorry I gotta keep at it

Yuh, Excuse me…
And my ex been really lonely 
Mints off a pedal you meddle
You pussy 
You marking
You see my trigger then spark it
Alarming the crew like a clock but it’s 2 
In the morning
But we had to shoot like a tourist
Said “baby don’t worry”
We just met on tour 
But excuse me if I never wake in the morning 
(Excuse me)

Yeah, you already know what the fuck going on big shit baby I told you a big shit ￼

A$hy Baby x Queen Sora - EXCÜSE ME! (prod. Mathiastyner)

pack-a-punch!

YouTube Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EppUWJRTF1I&pbjreload=10

Paul Anka: https://soundcloud.com/paul-anka-official/put-your-head-on-my-shoulder-2

Put Your Head on My Shoulder (Remix) [Instrumental]

Paul Anka - Put Your Head On My Shoulder (Mattrixx Remix V2)

WATCH ON YOUTUBE: https://youtu.be/TVPaY2EjwJs

Trappin Like The NARCOS

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