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Qpeso - Trap Out Lyrics



Qpeso - Trap Out Lyrics




(Ay ay)
Ay check the clock
5 on the dot
I got a lot
Lot on my watch
She taking cock
Baby don't stop
If she ain't f*cking that bih' gotta walk
Make the bed rock
Kick the bitch out
Baby don't pout cause you know what I'm 'bout
If i blow up the team dropping out
Sipping codeine i cannot feel my mouth

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Of course she gone f*ck i got gold in my mouth
Serving the cookies ain't talking girl scouts
She throwing couchie with dick in her mouth
Then when done send her back to the house

I cannot stop 'till my mom in a mazi
Shooter, Shooter keep the strap in the party
I can't wife her she gone lie 'bout her bodies
Oh no no no no no no no 'bae I'm sorry
She gone take dick while her kid watching barney
You got a squad but behind me a army
Babe no no no no no its not worry
Get the pack in get it out in a hurry
Bad bitches gone do what i say so
I cannot speak 'till that case closed
I'm just gone lay low
Flipping the tables with Louis V labels
If its 'bout bagels you might meet the draco

I see the plot
Cop a new beamer drive right off the lot
All these niggas wanna see what i got
Don't check the spot, You might get shot
Shout out lil boat man i might cop a yacht
All the syrup might just make my heart stop
Thats ya' wifey wifey nigga you 'ought
To kick that bitch out
She f*cking for clout
Started at the bottom nigga had droughts
At the 4 way stop he offered a route
Now we balling had to bring the crowd out
Bail money we gone bail the clique out

Ay check the clock
5 on the dot
I got a lot
Lot on my watch
She taking cock
Baby don't stop
If she ain't f*cking that bih' gotta walk
Make the bed rock
Kick the bitch out
Baby don't pout cause you know what I'm 'bout
If i blow up the team dropping out
Sipping codeine i cannot feel my mouth

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Of course she gone f*ck i got gold in my mouth
Serving the cookies ain't talking girl scouts
She throwing couchie with dick in her mouth
Then when done send her back to the house
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(Ay ay)
Ay check the clock
5 on the dot
I got a lot
Lot on my watch
She taking cock
Baby don't stop
If she ain't f*cking that bih' gotta walk
Make the bed rock
Kick the bitch out
Baby don't pout cause you know what I'm 'bout
If i blow up the team dropping out
Sipping codeine i cannot feel my mouth

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Of course she gone f*ck i got gold in my mouth
Serving the cookies ain't talking girl scouts
She throwing couchie with dick in her mouth
Then when done send her back to the house

I cannot stop 'till my mom in a mazi
Shooter, Shooter keep the strap in the party
I can't wife her she gone lie 'bout her bodies
Oh no no no no no no no 'bae I'm sorry
She gone take dick while her kid watching barney
You got a squad but behind me a army
Babe no no no no no its not worry
Get the pack in get it out in a hurry
Bad bitches gone do what i say so
I cannot speak 'till that case closed
I'm just gone lay low
Flipping the tables with Louis V labels
If its 'bout bagels you might meet the draco

I see the plot
Cop a new beamer drive right off the lot
All these niggas wanna see what i got
Don't check the spot, You might get shot
Shout out lil boat man i might cop a yacht
All the syrup might just make my heart stop
Thats ya' wifey wifey nigga you 'ought
To kick that bitch out
She f*cking for clout
Started at the bottom nigga had droughts
At the 4 way stop he offered a route
Now we balling had to bring the crowd out
Bail money we gone bail the clique out

Ay check the clock
5 on the dot
I got a lot
Lot on my watch
She taking cock
Baby don't stop
If she ain't f*cking that bih' gotta walk
Make the bed rock
Kick the bitch out
Baby don't pout cause you know what I'm 'bout
If i blow up the team dropping out
Sipping codeine i cannot feel my mouth

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Air the trap out
(Air it out)

Of course she gone f*ck i got gold in my mouth
Serving the cookies ain't talking girl scouts
She throwing couchie with dick in her mouth
Then when done send her back to the house
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Quentin Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Qpeso
Length: 2:11
Written by: Quentin Jones

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