Artist: HoodRich Pablo Juan & Drugrixh Peso f/ DrugRixh Hect, ManMan Savage Album: MONY POWR RSPT World (Mixtape) Song: Trap Nigga Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga [ManMan Savage] I'm a trap nigga, I ain't gotta say, yeah, you can tell I'm a trap nigga, got a lot of stories I could tell Thirteen, had a triple beam scale, putting mid on the scale Robbing niggas, I feel like Hank, I'm the king of the hill Open doors with the strap, everybody in here strapped Got them 30s, I don't strap them Got them 50s, I don't strap them Take this shit to Candler Road, me and Marqo making caps You can get trapped in the trap One way in, ain't no way out [DrugRixh Pe$o] Real trappers in the country [?] Fuck that bitch in her mouth, you're gonna kiss and tell I done ran up the racks, you better wish me well Keep a hard Glock 40 with the scale I [?] with me, stripping plugs for a bale Give them to my youngin's, let them sell them I'm trapping gas, your shit don't gotta smell Don't fuck with that bitch 'cause she had a little smell I started selling dimes, couldn't get enough Trap bankroll, look like mega bucks Plug said fuck the plane, use the Mega Bus Got your bitch on the drugs, she think she on [?] [Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga You a pussy nigga Heard you going out, bad Plugged in, strapped up, hundred niggas wearing MONY flags Xans, lean, bricks, niggas got hundred bags Keep the chopper tucked off in my duffel bag Real trap nigga, fell in love with Glad bags And I was having glad, nigga, you can add that I'm on Candler Road, nigga, got a Grand Canyon I shoot that shit up, wipe my pistol with my bandana [DrugRixh Hect] I poured a four of Hitech in a Tropicana And I'm rich off drugs, bitch, I've never been a scammer Playing that fake rich shit gon' have you ass for ransom This nigga thought this shit was sweet, I popped his on camera That Draco hold a hundred rounds, this bitch ain't got no hammer In the car, just serving junkies on Candler I fucked that little swoop, then I put her on camera Wrong rag, nigga, check the bandana Scoreboard, I ain't taking taking no loss How the fuck you think I got these triple crosses? Double dribble, I just criss-crossed him You've been going out back, you ain't been with no bosses DrugRixh, we ain't taking no losses Get some shots fired 'bout some pillow talking [Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I'm a trap nigga, keep a sandwich bag and the scale with me Trap nigga, waiting on them bags in the mail hitting Trap nigga, I don't touch nothing, but I sell plenty Trap nigga, riding around in a Honda with the bales in it I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, do it for my trap niggas I'm in the trap with it, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga, I'm a trap nigga I'm a trap nigga