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F**k a nine to five

I'll be in a traphouse

Pockets so fat

Don't make me bring them brags out

Thirties with the text out

n***a you get stressed out

I don't need no job

I'll be in the traphouse

I'll be in the traphouse

I'll be in the traphouse

F**k a nine to five

I'll be in a traphouse

I'll be in a traphouse

I'll be in a traphouse

I don't need no job

I'll be in the traphouse

My neighbors hate me

Well now give a damn

'Cause I'll be in the trap selling heart

Moving grams

I gather F**king work

And I'm texting uncle Sam

Your b***h in love with me

'Cause I'm a hood n***a

Rubbing me shit

I wish you would n***a

Counting all this money

You wish you could n***a

A Will street n***a

Get that understood n***a

I'm serving pace no pace

There's money can't take

A snitch n***a I hate

Real n***a can't fake

Your b***h see me I take it

I tip the bitches like the wages

Don't F**k with niggas they hate us

You keep the b***h see base

I switch all like I switch cold

I put it for my twenty four

My cauth when we cold

My shoe I feel with though

I don't chase nothing no hoes

Got shooters train up

But cure feel the door

Come quit so low were

You see n***a trip

You see n***a trip

F**k a nine to five

I'll be in a traphouse

Pockets so fat

Don't make me bring them brags out

Thirties with the text out

n***a you get stressed out

I don't need no job

I'll be in the traphouse

I'll be in the traphouse

I'll be in the traphouse

F**k a nine to five

I'll be in a traphouse

I'll be in a traphouse

I'll be in a traphouse

I don't need no job

I'll be in the traphouse

TrapHouse от Fredo Santana - Тексты & Каверы