Trapvibes pt 2 by Dmoneyesko Lyrics

Trapvibes
We needa go run down on these niggas
Blue strips when i flex
Make yo bitch take a picture
I dont like drinkin the lean
Barely fucking with the liquor
Backwoods fuck a swisher
Reel u in just like a fisher

Trap trap trap
We got Glocks
It got extensions
You get killed
So dont you play wit me
And my name u dont mention
You got pressure on yo chest
We pressure gang realeasin tension
Take yo work and spend yo pension
Naked bitches in the kitchen

Trapvibes you the realst nigga
Called yo ass i needed money
Didn't think you would provide
But like my brother u cared for me
Mother wouldn't be there for me
Shorty lied and said she loved me
All these hoes they call me hubby
I sit back and sip my bubbly
Set it off
Whats the cost
Nigga get yo life lost
Get up in that jam
I hope u solid
Ain't no breakin off
Missin all my family
Why the lord he had to take u all
Fuck it i guess we gon ball
Standin tall
Never fall

Trapvibes bitch we trappin
Glock 9s
Dracos on the table
Spreadin rumors bout a bitch
Well why u niggas livin fables
Wouldn't kill me if u had the chance
Cuz i know u not stable
Round and round just like a table
Cut the bitch off like some cable

Heres this
She sucked a nigga dick and then you kiss her
Dirty bitch
You trustin other hoes to love u
U a dummy bitch
Im trappin ain't got time for cuddlin
Get ya feelins fixed
By a nigga who gon let you finnese em and let you trick