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TrAp Shxxt Video (MV)




Performed By: Ole.D
Language: English
Length: 1:32
Written by: Olebogeng Diale




Ole.D - TrAp Shxxt Lyrics




I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress
Ahead of the rest, they watchin' my steps I got that fire that's hittin' the chest
Huh yeah, niggas are dead, huh Niggas are dead
I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress, dawg

Round one two three four five minus four, that's how long you last
No cap, durag, you mad kill you with the flow homie, I could do that
This that DotD leave em, they'll suck you dry they leeches
Niggas is sweet, they peaches I need everyone to hear my thesis, I'm like

Gossip, gossip, let's be honest Niggas talkin', got some clits and yes, I said it
I be preachin' now a prophet, doomin' niggas no remorse, and yes, I'm tempted
Should I pop it or just crop it I don't know, fiction niggas all I see is clones
Elohim to niggas that don't know, difference is

I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress
Ahead of the rest, they watchin' my steps I got that fire that's hittin' the chest
Huh yeah, niggas are dead, huh Niggas are dead
I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress, dawg
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I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress
Ahead of the rest, they watchin' my steps I got that fire that's hittin' the chest
Huh yeah, niggas are dead, huh Niggas are dead
I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress, dawg

Round one two three four five minus four, that's how long you last
No cap, durag, you mad kill you with the flow homie, I could do that
This that DotD leave em, they'll suck you dry they leeches
Niggas is sweet, they peaches I need everyone to hear my thesis, I'm like

Gossip, gossip, let's be honest Niggas talkin', got some clits and yes, I said it
I be preachin' now a prophet, doomin' niggas no remorse, and yes, I'm tempted
Should I pop it or just crop it I don't know, fiction niggas all I see is clones
Elohim to niggas that don't know, difference is

I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress
Ahead of the rest, they watchin' my steps I got that fire that's hittin' the chest
Huh yeah, niggas are dead, huh Niggas are dead
I do not boast, I do not flex I do not do all this shit to impress, dawg
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Writer: Olebogeng Diale
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