
King of the Trap
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Lyrics
Verse 1
Chrome
I keep it cold
Nigga
Hiding under that big black hat
Got the heater tucked inside my silver glove
Motherfuckers better step back
Fast
Real fast
Dirty money in the briefcase
Moonwalk on your grave
Blood on the dance floor
Blood on my shirt
Blood on the lawn
Chorus
Bad bitch on my arm
Glock 19 in my palm
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
Nigga what you know about that
Nigga what you know about that
Post-Chorus
Hee hee
Hee hee
Nigga please
Hee hee
Verse 2
Blue rags
Hanging out the window
Sixty
Rolling deep in the valley
Pills
I got the blue ones
I got the yellow ones
I got the white ones
Bitch stop talking
Just swallow
Smooth criminal with the brick
I never get caught
Never
Thirty rounds in the clip
Make a motherfucker flip
Lean in my cup
Lean on the wall
Lean till I fall
Chorus
Bad bitch on my arm
Glock 19 in my palm
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
Nigga what you know about that
Nigga what you know about that
Bridge
Annie are you okay
Because I am high as hell
Annie are you okay
Because I got weight to sell
I got weight to sell
I got weight to sell
Graveyard Crip
That is the set
That is the gang
That is the life
Verse 3
Chopper
Singing like a bird
Brrrrt
Dead men tell no tales
I spent ten racks on a coat
I spent twenty racks on a throat
Hoe
Get out my face
The feds want a case
But I am too fast
I am out of this place
Gone
Chorus
Bad bitch on my arm
Glock 19 in my palm
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
I am the King of the trap
Nigga what you know about that
Nigga what you know about that
Outro
Who is bad
I am bad
Blue flags
In the air
Sixties
Graveyard
We out
Shamone
Shamone
Shamone
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