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GET A GRIP Video (MV)




Performed By: Trappz
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: Madison Bond
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Trappz - GET A GRIP Lyrics
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Boot me up
Go
We be smoking dumb dope bitch
You a dumb hoe
I do not like dumb hoes
Bitch
Roll that fronto
We get geeked
Front row shyt
If ya bitch start asking questions
No I don't know shyt
I scream out
Oh shyt
Pape don't f*cking fold it flip
I seen the blues next to the pink
And sprinkle some casino chips
Niggas mad they at the sink but they don't got no f*cking drip
I twist a L and talk to god I'm high as hell up in this bitch
No clientele cuz I don't trap
Got clientele that's booking Trappz
5 to book me for a show right now It's hunnit, later racks
Just did a show in NYC
Philly I'll be back
And you know that I got paid to Sing
And flex all of my raps
Niggas flex all of they traps
But don't got motion past that
Damn
Nigga
Where yo bands nigga
Law just took it back
Legal boy
I just go to work
Come home then I rap
And I'm smoking on dispo because you touch ya pack
Pussy boy
Better get go and start chasing Them racks
Weirdo nigga and his bitch both be stalking all my steps
And I tell 'em both go get a grip It's fetti out to get
So wit fetti out to get
Got tunnel vision imma vet
Da babies out tonight
We geek and tweak
Hoe
Huh
By the ounces we
Blow the dope huh huh
You know honestly I'm trynna smoke
Also honestly
I f*cked ya hoe
Huh huh
F*ck it
I need pape let's get it
Boot me up
Boot me up
Run up digits
Stepping on the world forever
3 me said it
Yea huh yea
Actually me and 3 said that
Boot me up
Go
We be smoking dumb dope bitch
You a dumb hoe
I do not like dumb hoes
Bitch
Roll that fronto
We get geeked
Front row shyt
If ya bitch start asking questions
No I don't know shyt
I scream out
Oh shyt
Pape don't f*cking fold it flip
I seen the blues next to the pink
And sprinkle some casino chips
Niggas mad they at the sink but they don't got no f*cking drip
I twist a L and talk to god I'm high as hell up in this bitch
No clientele cuz I don't trap
Got clientele that's booking Trappz
5 to book me for a show right now it's hunnit, later racks
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English

Boot me up
Go
We be smoking dumb dope bitch
You a dumb hoe
I do not like dumb hoes
Bitch
Roll that fronto
We get geeked
Front row shyt
If ya bitch start asking questions
No I don't know shyt
I scream out
Oh shyt
Pape don't f*cking fold it flip
I seen the blues next to the pink
And sprinkle some casino chips
Niggas mad they at the sink but they don't got no f*cking drip
I twist a L and talk to god I'm high as hell up in this bitch
No clientele cuz I don't trap
Got clientele that's booking Trappz
5 to book me for a show right now It's hunnit, later racks
Just did a show in NYC
Philly I'll be back
And you know that I got paid to Sing
And flex all of my raps
Niggas flex all of they traps
But don't got motion past that
Damn
Nigga
Where yo bands nigga
Law just took it back
Legal boy
I just go to work
Come home then I rap
And I'm smoking on dispo because you touch ya pack
Pussy boy
Better get go and start chasing Them racks
Weirdo nigga and his bitch both be stalking all my steps
And I tell 'em both go get a grip It's fetti out to get
So wit fetti out to get
Got tunnel vision imma vet
Da babies out tonight
We geek and tweak
Hoe
Huh
By the ounces we
Blow the dope huh huh
You know honestly I'm trynna smoke
Also honestly
I f*cked ya hoe
Huh huh
F*ck it
I need pape let's get it
Boot me up
Boot me up
Run up digits
Stepping on the world forever
3 me said it
Yea huh yea
Actually me and 3 said that
Boot me up
Go
We be smoking dumb dope bitch
You a dumb hoe
I do not like dumb hoes
Bitch
Roll that fronto
We get geeked
Front row shyt
If ya bitch start asking questions
No I don't know shyt
I scream out
Oh shyt
Pape don't f*cking fold it flip
I seen the blues next to the pink
And sprinkle some casino chips
Niggas mad they at the sink but they don't got no f*cking drip
I twist a L and talk to god I'm high as hell up in this bitch
No clientele cuz I don't trap
Got clientele that's booking Trappz
5 to book me for a show right now it's hunnit, later racks
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Writer: Madison Bond
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