Who TF Up In My Trap
NLE Choppa
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NLE Choppa Who TF Up In My Trap Lyrics. Who TF Up In My Trap Song Sung By American Singer, Rapper And Songwriter NLE Choppa On Top Shotta Album. NLE Choppa Who TF Up In My Trap Song Is American Pop Genre Song. NLE Choppa Who TF Up In My Trap English Lyrics.
NLE CHOPPA WHO TF UP IN MY TRAP INFO
Song : Who TF Up In My Trap
Album : Top Shotta
Artist : NLE Choppa
Genre : Pop
Language : English
Release Date : 2020-08-07
NLE CHOPPA WHO TF UP IN MY TRAP LYRICS
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
T-t-t-t-t-think we found a loophole
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Fuck up in my trap
Who the fuck up in my trap?
Who the fuck up in my trap?
Who the fuck up in my trap?
Who the fuck is in my trap, man
Who the fuck, ayy (Ayy)
Who the fuck outside my trap?
Say you wanna cop a gram
Bitch, you better cop a pint, or an ounce, or a hail
He said he ain't tryna cop, rob his ass, trip him down
We gon' take his car, have him on the [?]
You don't have to be [?] when you got a hunnid ram
Bullets hit the back of his neck, put his face up in the ground
We got a hundred shots, I bet his body drop, I made a milli'
Servin' [?] up in this bitch like Felix, shottas as we get to drop
Go run up in the [?], before I do that dirt, ain't got a cop
The choppa bullets rip the dread's bloods, leakin' on the drop
We shot at shit, you know I'm General
We don't care where you at, bitch, you know we finish you
They say, "Lil' choppa brang what?" How them niggas know it's you?
No, don't you hop up in my car, 'cause you know it's murder flu, yeah, yeah
Catch me in the trap wit' you, Dracos up in my lap
And I got fiends runnin' out that want the crab like Bobby Brown
I had a shootout, seen his body drop
And all this shit went really far
I don't know about you, thug
But I really love my guns
You see this 2060? Gotta switch it and they can hold the drum
Play a Glizzy automatic, yeah, you know it's red rum
Who the fuck outside my trap?
Say you wanna cop a gram
Bitch, you better cop a pint, or an ounce, or a hail
He said he ain't tryna cop, rob his ass, trip him down
We gon' take his car, have him on the [?]
You don't have to be accurate when you got a hunnid rounds
Bullets hit the back of his neck, put his face up in the ground, yeah, yeah
Nigga, NLE the Top Shotta
I've been a problem but I seen him through the dogs, bitch (Who?)
Huh, yeah, you know we on that shotta shit
Hit it, ain't no politics, bruh, you get hit then
(Who the fuck is, who the fuck is)
Uh, uh, no cap
(Who the fuck is)
(Who the fuck is)
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