Trap Money Song Details:
Trap Money Song Lyrics
I Still Got Trap Money (Trap), Extortion And Rap Money (Rap), If I’m Bein’ Honest (I’m Bein’ Honest)
Murder And Love, Keep It Three Hundred, Them Members Gon’ Die ‘Bout That Money (Gon’ Die ‘Bout That Bread)
Runnin’ With Jacker (Jacker), Certified Smacker (Smacker), Don’t Get Wrapped Like Mummy (Wrapped Like Mummy)
Addin’ ‘Em Up (Addin’ ‘Em), Lay In Your Bushes, Nigga, Monday Through Sunday (Munday Through Sunday)
King Crook, You A Slime For Nothin’ (Mask Down), Shiesty’ll Be Home ‘Fore The Summer (Free Shiesty)
Get Up In Line, You Niggas Be Runners (Get Up In Line), Trap Boy Crook, Better Come With Some Comma (Comma)
This Shit Better Come Up In Bundles (In A Pack), Promotors Be Trippin’, They Lie, We Gon’ Buck ‘Em
Send A Blitz Too Fast, All They Know Is Thunder (Get ‘Em, Three Hundred), Three Hundred Do A Show, I Ain’t Givin’ My Number
My Head Was Hard As A Bitch, So I Went And Got Me A Glizzy And Put It To Work
Ain’t Worried ‘Bout No Nigga Steppin’ On Me, He Play Wrong In This Bitch And I’m Uppin’ It First
I Don’t Need No Switch, I Can Go Spin With This Semi And Make That Bitch Shoot Like A Burst
Headtap Leave That Bitch In A Hearse, Same Nigga Be Tryna Be Friendly, Still Be Gettin’ They Ass Taxed For A Verse
Bitch, I’m Big 26, I Hop Out With A Stick, Better Stay Out The Way Or Get Hit In The Face
Ain’t No Competition With These Niggas And I Don’t Take ‘Em Serious, When They Look It’s Still Shit Like A Race
Bad Bitch Gon’ Eat The Dick Off The Rip, All These Blues On A Nigga, Might Think I’m A Crip
Catch ‘Em Lackin’, I’m Uppin’ That Bitch Off The Hip, Throwin’ Fours ‘Til I Die, Nigga, Shoutout To Flip (Shoutout To Flip)
I Still Got Trap Money (Trap), Extortion And Rap Money (Rap), If I’m Bein’ Honest (I’m Bein’ Honest)
Murder And Love, Keep It Three Hundred, Them Members Gon’ Die ‘Bout That Money (Gon’ Die ‘Bout That Bread)
Runnin’ With Jacker (Jacker), Certified Smacker (Smacker), Don’t Get Wrapped Like Mummy (Wrapped Like Mummy)
Addin’ ‘Em Up (Addin’ ‘Em), Lay In Your Bushes, Nigga, Monday Through Sunday (Munday Through Sunday)
King Crook, You A Slime For Nothin’ (Mask Down), Shiesty’ll Be Home ‘Fore The Summer (Free Shiesty)
Get Up In Line, You Niggas Be Runners (Get Up In Line), Trap Boy Crook, Better Come With Some Comma (Comma)
This Shit Better Come Up In Bundles (In A Pack), Promotors Be Trippin’, They Lie, We Gon’ Buck ‘Em
Send A Blitz Too Fast, All They Know Is Thunder (Get ‘Em, Three Hundred), Three Hundred Do A Show, I Ain’t Givin’ My Number
Record In New York, Raised In Atlanta, But From Alabama (True)
From The Six To The M, Red Tie Like A Mobster And Moved To Miami (Wow)
My Bitch In A Limit, My Jit In A Porsche, You Can’t Buy A Cameron (Well, Damn)
Mr. Davis, No Samy, New All White Bentley, Yeah, That’s For The Nanny (Granny)
So Icy The Family, So Icy The Gang, So Icy The Mob (So Icy)
So Icy The Label, This Ain’t No FaçAde, This Shit Like A Job (We Workin’)
When Times Was Hard, We Stole, We Lied, We Had To Rob (Facts)
Mama Tried To Tell Me Right From Wrong, My Head Was Hard (Mama)
Protected, I’m Better, Didn’t Troll Shit In (Troll)
In The Spot You Flexin’, My Lil’ Niggas Run In (Run)
Crook Shit, Nigga, I’ll Turn It To A Trend (Turn This Shit Up)
Block Hot, Leave It Runnin’, Snatch It Again (What?)
Murder And Love, That’s What They Spin (Off The Murder)
Headtap, Headtap, Burn ‘Em Again (Te Amo)
Tryna Boost The Rate ‘Bout They Man (Unconditional)
Opposition Never Win (Frrt-Frrt-Frrt, Get ‘Em Smacked)
Nothin’ But Pans (Frrt), Drac’ Fully, F&N
Bend They Block, Nothin’ But Fans (Bend ‘Em)
Tryna Put Somethin’ In The Wind (In The Air)
Hawk Down, Get Your Mans (HDG)
1017 On My Back, I Don’t Bend (On My Back)
Triple Cross, For That 3 All In (That 3 On My Chest, Nigga)
Concrete, For The Bricks Locked In
I Still Got Trap Money, Extortion And Rap Money, If I’m Bein’ Honest
Murder And Love, Keep It Three Hundred, Them Members Gon’ Die ‘Bout That Money
Runnin’ With Jacker, Certified Smacker, Don’t Get Wrapped Like Mummy
Addin’ ‘Em Up, Lay In Your Bushes, Nigga, Monday Through Sunday
King Crook, You A Slime For Nothin’ (Mask Down), Shiesty’ll Be Home ‘Fore The Summer
Get Up In Line, You Niggas Be Runners, Trap Boy Crook, Better Come With Some Comma (Comma)
This Shit Better Come Up In Bundles, Promotors Be Trippin’, They Lie, We Gon’ Buck ‘Em
Send A Blitz Too Fast, All They Know Is Thunder, Three Hundred Do A Show, I Ain’t Givin’ My Number
