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Trap Baby Video (MV)




Performed By: Danny Towers
Featuring: DJ Scheme, Babyface Ray
Language: English
Length: 1:52
Written by: Mario Torres, Marcellus Register, Gabriel Guerra




Danny Towers - Trap Baby Lyrics
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[ Featuring DJ Scheme, Babyface Ray ]

(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
Yeah, straight like it
DT in this motherf*cker
Yeah

Dropped out of school, big bands in the safe house
He ain't really with that, nigga, take the safe route
Know they wrapped the seven hundred, bring the Dracs out
Trap shut down, but I open it for take-out
I was f*cked up on the blues, trappin' like a fool
Now I'm bangin' with the snakes, clutchin' on a tool
Put them crackers on a chase, I think we made the news
And I'm still droppin' eights with them generals
If they catch me with this Glock, it's gon' be federal
In the 'Rari with a thot, the head incredible
And no smokin' on that Za, she took an edible
Got the Percs, got the Molly, and etcetera

They won't get it, I'm a real trap baby
I ain't get into it 'cause my niggas fightin' cases
Why you with him? Know that nigga cap, baby
Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces
They won't get it, I'm a real trap baby
I ain't get into it 'cause my niggas fightin' cases
Why you with him? Know that nigga cap, baby
Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces

CEO and I don't wear suits (CEO)
Boy, my son rock ice too (yeah)
Yeah, fight who? What that pipe shoot? (Boom)
Face like Yo Gotti, white Rover to that white coupe (ooh)
Fit, ayy, you ever saw some white, fool? (White)
Price cool, got the block hot like it's Thai food
Shit like chess, make the right move (the right one)
Codeine, Sprite clean, now that bitch move
See Gazi, he like the plug, and me, I'm just like the bag
I'm rappin' and dealin' drugs
I turned the club to the club, she naked, I'm throwin' ones
Call Face young, do this shit for fun, by the way (fun, by the way)
Know I talk crack, had a bitch in love in the day (I talk crack)
Gas still go, feelin' like crumbs in the back (crumbs)
Somethin' like bank, I'm puttin' money in the safe
If the lights go, I'm forever runnin' from the jakes, nigga

Yeah, Face Mob
What the f*ck goin' on? Haha
For real
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(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)
Yeah, straight like it
DT in this motherf*cker
Yeah

Dropped out of school, big bands in the safe house
He ain't really with that, nigga, take the safe route
Know they wrapped the seven hundred, bring the Dracs out
Trap shut down, but I open it for take-out
I was f*cked up on the blues, trappin' like a fool
Now I'm bangin' with the snakes, clutchin' on a tool
Put them crackers on a chase, I think we made the news
And I'm still droppin' eights with them generals
If they catch me with this Glock, it's gon' be federal
In the 'Rari with a thot, the head incredible
And no smokin' on that Za, she took an edible
Got the Percs, got the Molly, and etcetera

They won't get it, I'm a real trap baby
I ain't get into it 'cause my niggas fightin' cases
Why you with him? Know that nigga cap, baby
Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces
They won't get it, I'm a real trap baby
I ain't get into it 'cause my niggas fightin' cases
Why you with him? Know that nigga cap, baby
Hundred bands on me, all I got is blue faces

CEO and I don't wear suits (CEO)
Boy, my son rock ice too (yeah)
Yeah, fight who? What that pipe shoot? (Boom)
Face like Yo Gotti, white Rover to that white coupe (ooh)
Fit, ayy, you ever saw some white, fool? (White)
Price cool, got the block hot like it's Thai food
Shit like chess, make the right move (the right one)
Codeine, Sprite clean, now that bitch move
See Gazi, he like the plug, and me, I'm just like the bag
I'm rappin' and dealin' drugs
I turned the club to the club, she naked, I'm throwin' ones
Call Face young, do this shit for fun, by the way (fun, by the way)
Know I talk crack, had a bitch in love in the day (I talk crack)
Gas still go, feelin' like crumbs in the back (crumbs)
Somethin' like bank, I'm puttin' money in the safe
If the lights go, I'm forever runnin' from the jakes, nigga

Yeah, Face Mob
What the f*ck goin' on? Haha
For real
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Writer: Mario Torres, Marcellus Register, Gabriel Guerra
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