Trap Jump

Ken Carson

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Lyricist : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Composer : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

I put hoes in check, Nike, I give 'em three stripes, Adidas

I turn a zip to a quarter, a quarter to half, yeah, to a whole pound

If wanna you get down with a young bitch, if you ain't got a billion, then you can't get down

I just been crackin' these seals and droppin' these ceilings, and makin' these sounds

Ain't callin' no shooter, you try it, I shoot up the buildin', I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, the SRT came with a widebody kick

Thick shit, that's a wide body bitch, Slick Rick, I'm in pirate mode

I'm the one who put designers on that ho

Ed Hardy, I designed it, I'm a designer, put that lil' ho in designer

Nah, nah, we ain't havin' no stylist, you know I'm the finder

Who you love? I need a reminder

Do I love you? Kinda

I ain't fallin' in love with these hoes

Is you ****in' or what? Let me know

I ain't call you over here for nothin'

I got G6 in the blunt

We can take off and get high at the same time

That's yo' dawg? I'm shootin' the K9

That AR-1 fire, it's gon' do somethin'

I'm in the field with cleats and shoulder pads

I know these **** ain't gon' do nothin'

Know she a freak, she tatted the side of her ass

I'm slide in it like a QB

I ain't cuttin' no ties, this s**t forever

That means you mean somethin' to me

I'm so fresh, I got on calf leather, cut, know ya pants

War zone, stickin' with me, yeah, yeah, where the **** you been?

Where the **** your chains at?

Where the **** the **** I started with at?

Where the **** them broke ass bitches who was talkin' shit? They in the back

Incognito, I'm ridin' a black truck Cadillac

And it's bullet proof, heaven shit, she think she heaven sent, but she sent from hell

If you want to go, I'll take you there

I'm aimin' at ya head, these **** be shootin' in the air

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

Lyricist : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Composer : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

I put hoes in check, Nike, I give 'em three stripes, Adidas

I turn a zip to a quarter, a quarter to half, yeah, to a whole pound

If wanna you get down with a young bitch, if you ain't got a billion, then you can't get down

I just been crackin' these seals and droppin' these ceilings, and makin' these sounds

Ain't callin' no shooter, you try it, I shoot up the buildin', I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, the SRT came with a widebody kick

Thick shit, that's a wide body bitch, Slick Rick, I'm in pirate mode

I'm the one who put designers on that ho

Ed Hardy, I designed it, I'm a designer, put that lil' ho in designer

Nah, nah, we ain't havin' no stylist, you know I'm the finder

Who you love? I need a reminder

Do I love you? Kinda

I ain't fallin' in love with these hoes

Is you ****in' or what? Let me know

I ain't call you over here for nothin'

I got G6 in the blunt

We can take off and get high at the same time

That's yo' dawg? I'm shootin' the K9

That AR-1 fire, it's gon' do somethin'

I'm in the field with cleats and shoulder pads

I know these **** ain't gon' do nothin'

Know she a freak, she tatted the side of her ass

I'm slide in it like a QB

I ain't cuttin' no ties, this s**t forever

That means you mean somethin' to me

I'm so fresh, I got on calf leather, cut, know ya pants

War zone, stickin' with me, yeah, yeah, where the **** you been?

Where the **** your chains at?

Where the **** the **** I started with at?

Where the **** them broke ass bitches who was talkin' shit? They in the back

Incognito, I'm ridin' a black truck Cadillac

And it's bullet proof, heaven shit, she think she heaven sent, but she sent from hell

If you want to go, I'll take you there

I'm aimin' at ya head, these **** be shootin' in the air

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

Ken Carson

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Lyricist : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Composer : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

I put hoes in check, Nike, I give 'em three stripes, Adidas

I turn a zip to a quarter, a quarter to half, yeah, to a whole pound

If wanna you get down with a young bitch, if you ain't got a billion, then you can't get down

I just been crackin' these seals and droppin' these ceilings, and makin' these sounds

Ain't callin' no shooter, you try it, I shoot up the buildin', I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, the SRT came with a widebody kick

Thick shit, that's a wide body bitch, Slick Rick, I'm in pirate mode

I'm the one who put designers on that ho

Ed Hardy, I designed it, I'm a designer, put that lil' ho in designer

Nah, nah, we ain't havin' no stylist, you know I'm the finder

Who you love? I need a reminder

Do I love you? Kinda

I ain't fallin' in love with these hoes

Is you ****in' or what? Let me know

I ain't call you over here for nothin'

I got G6 in the blunt

We can take off and get high at the same time

That's yo' dawg? I'm shootin' the K9

That AR-1 fire, it's gon' do somethin'

I'm in the field with cleats and shoulder pads

I know these **** ain't gon' do nothin'

Know she a freak, she tatted the side of her ass

I'm slide in it like a QB

I ain't cuttin' no ties, this s**t forever

That means you mean somethin' to me

I'm so fresh, I got on calf leather, cut, know ya pants

War zone, stickin' with me, yeah, yeah, where the **** you been?

Where the **** your chains at?

Where the **** the **** I started with at?

Where the **** them broke ass bitches who was talkin' shit? They in the back

Incognito, I'm ridin' a black truck Cadillac

And it's bullet proof, heaven shit, she think she heaven sent, but she sent from hell

If you want to go, I'll take you there

I'm aimin' at ya head, these **** be shootin' in the air

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

Lyricist : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Composer : Kenyatta Frazier Jr./Jalan Anthony Lowe/Evan Marshall Moitoso

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

I put hoes in check, Nike, I give 'em three stripes, Adidas

I turn a zip to a quarter, a quarter to half, yeah, to a whole pound

If wanna you get down with a young bitch, if you ain't got a billion, then you can't get down

I just been crackin' these seals and droppin' these ceilings, and makin' these sounds

Ain't callin' no shooter, you try it, I shoot up the buildin', I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, I'm lettin' off rounds

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Huh, huh, the SRT came with a widebody kick

Thick shit, that's a wide body bitch, Slick Rick, I'm in pirate mode

I'm the one who put designers on that ho

Ed Hardy, I designed it, I'm a designer, put that lil' ho in designer

Nah, nah, we ain't havin' no stylist, you know I'm the finder

Who you love? I need a reminder

Do I love you? Kinda

I ain't fallin' in love with these hoes

Is you ****in' or what? Let me know

I ain't call you over here for nothin'

I got G6 in the blunt

We can take off and get high at the same time

That's yo' dawg? I'm shootin' the K9

That AR-1 fire, it's gon' do somethin'

I'm in the field with cleats and shoulder pads

I know these **** ain't gon' do nothin'

Know she a freak, she tatted the side of her ass

I'm slide in it like a QB

I ain't cuttin' no ties, this s**t forever

That means you mean somethin' to me

I'm so fresh, I got on calf leather, cut, know ya pants

War zone, stickin' with me, yeah, yeah, where the **** you been?

Where the **** your chains at?

Where the **** the **** I started with at?

Where the **** them broke ass bitches who was talkin' shit? They in the back

Incognito, I'm ridin' a black truck Cadillac

And it's bullet proof, heaven shit, she think she heaven sent, but she sent from hell

If you want to go, I'll take you there

I'm aimin' at ya head, these **** be shootin' in the air

Trap jump like Jordan, I mean the trap jumpin' like Ja

Recover when we done, spend the whole day at the spa

He ain't die yet, twin, he die, they gon' say it's my fault

I **** a b***h and forget it, I ice up my wrist, yeah, I'm havin' amnesia

**** pillow talkin' these hoes, 'cause she play Ken Carson through her speakers

Life's a game, I got cheat codes, I go Chrome Heart them cheetahs

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