TRAP JUMP Lyrics

I made the trap jump, nigga.
Head sparking like a punk, nigga.
You dead if I ever dump, nigga.
You dead if he ever did go and hit the trap.
Living in the slum, nigga.
Got a bag of molly in the front, nigga.
Y'all got a cooler in the back, nigga.
Yeah, you got a cooler if the ruler speaking for a fat, nigga.
Lost a lot of my composure then I prayed to Buddha and I got it back, nigga.
The bitches love a pretty loner, hey, they front and love me for the shit I lack, nigga.
I'm a bad kid, be sober, is not my style, but I don't do crack, nigga.
I'm a bad kid, mama said nigga don't do drugs and I did just that, nigga.

Flip, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Sasa, rise, nigga.
All you care for the posers, a little smiling and a ha-ha, nigga.
We the hardest, I'm trying to celebrate, I hit a dance, hit the cha-cha, nigga.
Dance with your little mans, with your little friend before you fall apart, nigga.
Pansy gonna make a dance, away for the cram, never for the heart, nigga.
You ain't never made a plan, one way on the field, that's why you the some, nigga.
Yeah, I had to be the man, made you all feel, made it out the mud, nigga.
Yeah, made that out the rough, nigga.
You talking hella like you tough, nigga.
Yeah, right pocket buff, nigga.
I'm talking hella cause I'm up, nigga.

Shit, went to the studio, the diddy nigga pulled us to what's up, nigga.
Shit, I'm running out of luck, nigga, what the fuck, nigga, got junk, nigga.
Shit, I'm running out of luck, nigga, what the fuck, nigga, got junk, nigga.
Shift off a banana on a mountain, I'm a wake up, make that trap jump, nigga.
Smoke a jam on the lawn, yeah, we lit it up and make that trap jump, nigga.
She eat it like a neon, make that trap jump, make that trap jump, nigga.
Oh, trying to get a hold, my free pawn, nigga, trap jump, nigga.
Z made the trap jump, nigga.
Z made the trap jump, nigga.
The teams stay together if you believe that we make the trap make the trap jump, nigga.

I'll make the trap jump, nigga.
I'll make the trap jump, nigga.

Head sparking like a punk, nigga.
You dead if I ever dump, nigga.
You dead if he ever did go and hit the trap.
Living in the slum, nigga.
Got a bag of molly in the front, nigga.
Y'all got a cooler in the back, nigga.
Yeah, you got a cooler if the ruler speaking for a fat, nigga.
Lost a lot of my composure then I prayed to Buddha and I got it back, nigga.
The bitches love a pretty loner, hey, they front and love me for the shit I lack, nigga.
I'm a bad kid, be sober, is not my style, but I don't do crack, nigga.
I'm a bad kid, mama said nigga don't do drugs and I did just that, nigga.