LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeTrap This Way (This Way)
Can't no nigga get me out my zone (Yeah)Better watch your girl, better keep her close (Lil Uzi)'Cause when she with me, never say no (Okay)When I hit the stage, I'm an animal, yeah, ayyWhen I hit the stage, I'm an animal (Yeah)No I cannot stop, man, I'm in my mode (No)I'ma stack it up, I'ma get this dough (Yeah)I'ma clap it up, she gon' drop it low (Low)I'ma throw these ones, I'ma throw some more (More)I'ma throw these ones, I'ma throw some more (More)Hit it on the rug, hit it on the floor (Oh)But that girl not mine so I'm still alone (Lone)But that girl not mine so I'm still alone (Lone)Said she's DTF for tickets to the show (Yeah)Yeah, I have it my way when I'm on the road (Woah)She know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)Bitch, diamonds on my arm, yeah, my wrist straightYou know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)We got all the guns, don't come this way (What?)Come on, drop it real low for a real nigga (Real nigga)Drop it real low for a real nigga (Real nigga)Come on, baby, I'ma spend these mils with you (Mils with you)Know you fuck with him but still fuck with you (Woah)You got that water so I'm still stuck with you (Splash)Makin' five bricks, seven-hundred thirty minutes (Yeah)Makin' five bricks, seven-hundred thirty minutes (Huh)Makin' five bricks, seven-hundred thirty minutes (Huh)She gon' keep on goin', oh, no that girl, she ain't finished (Yeah)(Man, she threw her coochie on me, then I ride up in it)Gucci on me, head-to-toe, I swear this shit is linenNever mind them haters, you know I'ma keep on spendin'She know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)Bitch, diamonds on my arm, yeah, my wrist straightYou know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)We got all the guns, don't come this way (What?)Uh, throw it up, make it rain, yeahIn the club, plug from Medellin, yeahI heard that they icey, I got better bling, yeah (Better bling)I put VVS's in my brand new ring (Yeah, yeah)Okay, plus one, flawless, flawless in my brand new chainBaby, drop it low just for this little chain (Okay)To you, that change, it is something, to me, not a thingI might pull up, double cup, but I'm not sippin' lean (Hey)I put molly in my cup and it's still Easter pinkMan, she got me in a date, takin' all my cheeseShe keep goin' in my zippers of my Balmain jeans (True)I can't hit 'em by the ones, do it by the threes (Yeah) , yeahShe know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)Bitch, diamonds on my arm, yeah, my wrist straightYou know that I get the guap so she gonna come this way (Ayy)We got all the funds, drop it this way (Yeah)We got all the ones, shake it this way (What?)We got all the guns, don't come this way (What?)
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