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Gucci Mane - Trap Life Lyrics


Trap Life Song Lyrics
Trap Life by Gucci Mane [BigWalkDog:]
(Damn, Clemsy, you snapped on this one)
(Menace)
(Pablo, you crazy for this one, haha)
Hey, hey

If I throw this money, she gon' throw it back (Lil' b**ch throw it back)
I got like four hundred racks up in this Gucci shoulder strap
This AP came from Wafi, you can't get it, gotta order that (Bling)
And if you play with me, we sling them bullets like a quarterback
This pendant, told 'em, "Water that" (Water)
In Onyx, threw like forty stacks
Two fiends should get that forty back
She throw it slow, she shake it fast
And I just broke them racks out in the club inside a paper bag (Loot)
And I just left the lot in somethin' stupid with a paper tag
I'm steady runnin' red lights
Them blue police, them fed lights
The paramedic white and red, we got another dead body
No Visine, got a red eye
I'm trapped, I got the feds watchin'
Them birds just took a bath, I'm 'bout to serve this sh*t to everybody
Got twenty Glocks with twelve rifles
That's twenty killers, twelve snipers
Got fish scale just like Red Lobster
My plug, he come from Yale College
He graduated a smell doctor
A veteran, he sell choppers (Boom)
We never had a scale stoppin'
The mission is to sell product

Say, this that fast life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life

I run this sh*t like track life (Ran this sh*t like track life)
I'm the one that walk in with that AP, look like glass ice (Yeah)
He gon' send a brick and I'ma send him back a flashlight (Woo)
'Cause he gon' have to fish up in the swamp to get his bag right
Rich nigga, no tag price (Yeah)
I'm too heavy, I brag light
I been rollin' since last night
I'm geeked up, that's a bad sight
At Wafi, spent a bag twice
I made that sh*t back last night
You know that made them mad, right?
A quick hustle to fast life
That 12K, that's my last price (Right)
A twenty ball, that's act right (Right)
That fifty more, that's Jag' swipe
I paid to get her ass right
She work to get her ass tight
This ski mask was his last sight
We did numbers the last fight
We never have a bad night

Say, this that fast life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life

[Bankroll Freddie:]
Can't go inside the club unless the fire in (I can't go in there)
Know you heard about that lil' country nigga, boy, don't try him
Drop a ten on him, get him gone, ayy, we'll buy him
Them roll him in the 'Wood, ayy, spark him up, boy, we'll fire him
Really, really knowin' about that trap life
You do too much talkin', so I know you ain't 'bout that life
Well known trapper, they gon' say I got that sack right
Ran off on the plug and now my money tall as Zach height
Livin' off a vacuum seal (Woo), still gon' get that package still
He ain't get away (Nah), he just got by, we still gon' whack him still
Yeah, I'm a millionaire, but quick to get real active still
Die 'bout my respect, you niggas play, we pop 'em like a pill

[BigWalkDog:]
Say, this that fast life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life (Woo, woo)
Still high on Percocet, I popped that last night (I popped that last night)
No, I can't do your show unless your bag right (Bling, bling)
This bust down AP watch, this why you mad right?
I run this sh*t like track life (Trap, trap, trap)
Young niggas, this that trap life

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