Whitty Bishop, Notiz Yong - Trappin' Lyrics

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
Thought it was a stunt grab the little pump shoot that little punk
He ain't want no funk, been a savage before I was Twenty One
I'll put up my fist before pulling that gun
Bring competition I swear I won't run
I promise I'm blessed I am God's son
I am the next big thing rip Pun
Oh you thought I was finished I swear I'm not done
I'm the best in my city I'll sign your girl titty
She say you her man but she's screaming out Whitty
But that's not her fault I'm a hundred you fifty
Fuck with me wrong get you shot up like Ricky (Bang Bang)
No I ain't from Long Beach but I been insane
Fuck what you claim you all the same, your big homie ashamed
Got to get a grip, nah I never flip hop in the whip baby let's just dip
I don't need no black light know you counterfeit
Once I cut off that snitch then we all get rich
Ima' make it go smooth ain't no bumps in the road
Bring me that beat turn that glitter to gold
Got it off YouTube they just marked it sold
They ain't even know me they was loving my flow
Write me a check sign it and cut it I need it right now put that in your budget
She loving my style she just want to suck it they know that we winning end of discussion
Look at me wrong and big homie is clutching
I'm here for the chicken not for the clucking
Stop saying you hard and your chains you been tucking
Been real from the jump you can hate it or love it
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
Who the fuck said I ain't got to be low key
Be the one in the cut planning out these schemes
Everything that I do is for my seed
Toe to Toe we can squab it out I been ready to bleed
Ready to flee, Ready to drink
Blowing my cheese while I don't get sleep
I just want peace what money don't wait
Want what I can keep if I ain't gon' pay (Yeah yeah)
Y'all forcing to shoot up greed right through my veins (Yeah yeah)
And the question remains how I don't go insane
I just been numb to the bullshit
Been high more then half my life
Y'all ain't facing me with what is basic
For a change please let me be surprised
Everything's that's been offered the same bitch
Only raps illegal in this life
Well it isn't mine it isn't mine
When caught with a pack don't drop no dime (Yeah)
Steady snitching penny pitching
Every season pass by you got the wrong intention
Whether you just living or have been killing
With no living things how would you get mention
Round the greatest to ever do it
And the current ones to ride the wave for the moment
Who am I to choose sides between what's worst and worst
Or don't have any fucking meaning
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam

I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
Thought it was a stunt grab the little pump shoot that little punk
He ain't want no funk, been a savage before I was Twenty One
I'll put up my fist before pulling that gun
Bring competition I swear I won't run
I promise I'm blessed I am God's son
I am the next big thing rip Pun
Oh you thought I was finished I swear I'm not done
I'm the best in my city I'll sign your girl titty
She say you her man but she's screaming out Whitty
But that's not her fault I'm a hundred you fifty
Fuck with me wrong get you shot up like Ricky (Bang Bang)
No I ain't from Long Beach but I been insane
Fuck what you claim you all the same, your big homie ashamed
Got to get a grip, nah I never flip hop in the whip baby let's just dip
I don't need no black light know you counterfeit
Once I cut off that snitch then we all get rich
Ima' make it go smooth ain't no bumps in the road
Bring me that beat turn that glitter to gold
Got it off YouTube they just marked it sold
They ain't even know me they was loving my flow
Write me a check sign it and cut it I need it right now put that in your budget
She loving my style she just want to suck it they know that we winning end of discussion
Look at me wrong and big homie is clutching
I'm here for the chicken not for the clucking
Stop saying you hard and your chains you been tucking
Been real from the jump you can hate it or love it
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
Who the fuck said I ain't got to be low key
Be the one in the cut planning out these schemes
Everything that I do is for my seed
Toe to Toe we can squab it out I been ready to bleed
Ready to flee, Ready to drink
Blowing my cheese while I don't get sleep
I just want peace what money don't wait
Want what I can keep if I ain't gon' pay (Yeah yeah)
Y'all forcing to shoot up greed right through my veins (Yeah yeah)
And the question remains how I don't go insane
I just been numb to the bullshit
Been high more then half my life
Y'all ain't facing me with what is basic
For a change please let me be surprised
Everything's that's been offered the same bitch
Only raps illegal in this life
Well it isn't mine it isn't mine
When caught with a pack don't drop no dime (Yeah)
Steady snitching penny pitching
Every season pass by you got the wrong intention
Whether you just living or have been killing
With no living things how would you get mention
Round the greatest to ever do it
And the current ones to ride the wave for the moment
Who am I to choose sides between what's worst and worst
Or don't have any fucking meaning
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam
I'm Trappin' out off these jams, I'm Trappin' out off these jams (Yeah)
I'm getting high with the band, but I do not fuck with them Xans (Nah)
I need them cheeks like you Sandy, baby tell me what's the damn plan
Baby I'm next at the Grammy's cuz' all of my hits be a grand slam