Sha Hef - Trapaholic Lyrics

Cooking zips in holy water

Mama said I need a cleanse

Real shooter

I can't even tote a clip that don't extend

Had to draw my heat

He couldn't see the picture through my lens

He thought shit was sweet

Until I picked his bitch up in the Benz

Plug always told me

It's bout what u stack

Not what u spend

Before I touched a mic

I had em putting crack up in a stem

Yeah I heard his raps

He talk about his trap but it's pretend

Yeah I could get u work

Or I could get u wacked

Shit it depends

If we wiped his nose

We prolly did some shit that wasn't ethical

Bailed out on the state

They picked me up and

Took me federal

No fronts

But I could get u credit

If u credible

You could get whatever for a price it's all accessible

Pop out if he owe but we don't talk

Or make a spectacle

He was tryna fight

I pulled the pipe

Now he a vegetable

Pulled up on a play

But I spun off

He had me skeptical

Tech 9

Tucked in the tech suit

When I get technical

Section 8 housing

Wit powder stashed in the sectional

I was in the kitchen on a quest

Combining chemicals

I had smokers lining up for testers

On a schedule

Plenty times they tried to write me off

It wasn't legible

Every day a gamble on the ave

My life like black jack

Still can't see the vision I had painted

It's too abstract

Life's a marathon

I carry on like it's my last lap

Invested in a crack sack

Then went up like like the nasdaq



Ima trap a holic

Bankroll in every pocket

I can't pack a wallet

I'm familiar will that wall

Because my back was on it

Real hustler

I done prolly touched more crack than toilets

I probably never leave the game

Cause ima trap a holic

Don't leave the spot without a glock

Cause ima strap a holic

Trap a holic

Yeah nigga ima trap a holic

Trap a holic

Nigga ima trap a holic

Trap a holic

Yeah Nigga ima trap a holic





Only way I'll run out of verses

If I run outta pain

I been breaking bread wit my niggaz like I was outta change

I was dying for a connection

But I was outta range

Shawty said I blessed her with presence

That's she cannot exchange

Every rapper came out the trenches

But this is not the same

I'm the one they always gon mention

Wenever shots exchanged

Good or bad

My life go up and down

Just like the stock exchange

Type of bread that change niggaz lives

I look at as pocket change

I come from a town

We walk shit down and throw our set high

U niggaz is clowns

You wait around

Until the next die

We gon spin around

And let off rounds until the rest die

Shawty bad I but just want her throat

Just like a necktie

Take a seat or take risk

In my trap we taking shifts

I just made a half into a whole

And tried to break my wrist

I was throwing quarters in the water

Tryna make wish

Then I took it right to corner

And tried to make flip


Ima trap a holic

Bankroll in every pocket

I can't pack a wallet

I'm familiar will that wall

Because my back was on it

Real hustler

I done prolly touched more crack than toilets

I probably never leave the game

Cause ima trap a holic

Don't leave the spot without a glock

Cause ima strap a holic

Trap a holic

Yeah nigga ima trap a holic

Trap a holic

Nigga ima trap a holic

Trap a holic

Yeah nigga ima trap a holic