Trap Go Hard

Trap Go Hard lyrics

Mr. Trap Go Hard, hard
I be trappin' out of my garage
Yeah, yeah

Trap go hard on a Monday
Trap go hard on a Tuesday
Trap go hard on a Wednesday
Beat my door off the hinges
Trap go hard on a Thursday
Trap go hard on a Friday
Trap go hard on a Saturday
Sunday I be in the trap early

Heard your man [?] smokin' loud, he smokin' hookah
He ain't a dope boy, he a swiper
If he ain't trappin' I ain't like him
If he here today, done took his time like a real nigga I'ma write him
If he told on his people, I don't got to know the nigga, I dislike him
Trap house boomin', Metro Boomin
I got gas, petrol
I got old cash stashed, [?] hundreds retro
Stingray Vette, dopeboy
Big boy sack, on no one
Bust down Rollie for the culture
AR-15 for the vultures
Never been the type of nigga, never will be the type of nigga
That dislike a nigga 'cause he gettin' money
That's a ho type of nigga, I don't fuck wit' him
A half a mil small, I been countin' this shit for hours
Love my gas stove, it brought me money and the power

Mix the bricks with the bows, yeah
Watch your grill on the stove, yeah
Soon as junkies hit the door, they be yellin', "free smoke, free smoke," yeah
Burnt my hand on the stove, yeah
Learnt the game from my old head
Trap calendar on the refrigerator
I just need a scale and calculator
Trap doing numbers, payroll
We pour drink in Faygo's
We got blocks like legos
Take your bitch to turn [?]
We got meds like a pharmacist
You runnin' round with informants and shit
We told you 'bout it, you ignored the shit
Come to find out you recording shit
You the type of nigga tell on your mama
You the type of nigga fuck up the summer
You ain't a plug, you a fucking runner
You a bitch nigga, you ain't a fuckin' hundred
How the fuck you wonder
You would get more money then the mil you're under
I guess this ain't comin'
I can't see you haters, yeah I'm Stevie Wonder
Lord bless the trap each and every Sunday