Dmoneyesko — Trapvibes pt 2

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