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“TrapHouse Blues” details Hoody’s occupation as a drug dealer, dealing most notably cocaine, and the lavish life he lives as a result of this. He also notes his paranoia about being caught by the authorities, which could be the “blues” alluded to in the song’s title, with a traphouse being where ill...
[Intro]
Oh, shit, I feel caged in, fuck
(Freeway)
I don't know if it's the right house or the White House
You know?
You know I'm a somebody
And you're a nobody
And this shit ain't for everybody
You know, I'm just tryin' to live, ah
[Chorus]
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
[Verse 1]
Maison Margiela, all my diamonds marvelous
Me and Beenie, matchin' Rollies, got them hoes jealous
Luxury South Beach shoppin' sprees (Ah)
I turn the Florida evers to Florida Keys
Look at me (Look), bitch, look at me (Woo)
Wrestle with the work, fat trap, Booker T
Too legit, boy, nappy head, rich boy
I got quarters, I got halves, I got bricks, boy
You know it's me, you know my bookin' fee
Wayne on the stage, Hoody tryna cook a ki'
Right wrist, left wrist, yeah, all gold
Hit me on the text, baby, I don't call hoes
[Chorus]
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
[Verse 2]
Still in love with my Mexican
Texas nigga at Texaco, might as well call me Texican
Four Sprites and some Swishers, man
Slurrin' like sorry, mama, I'm back drinkin' that mess again
Text the wrong person, I might as well send that text again
Mama, I made it, baby, been crazy
In the kitchen for ages tryna whip a Mercedes
Got hoes in the kitchen, yeah, that's yay in they nose
I done seen 'em do everythin', they stain they clothes
I'm drinkin' Coke, whippin' coke, bitches sniffin' coke
Shippin' coke, sellin' dope, got bitches givin' throat
They just buyin', ho, I'm they only choice
I ain't registered to vote, but they gon' hear my voice
[Chorus]
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
All this coke in my house, I know they said somethin'
All this coke in my house, I know the feds comin'
All this coke in my house, I feel caged in
I told my brother rock it up, we some cavemen
TrapHouse Blues was written by HoodyBaby.
TrapHouse Blues was produced by Freeway.
HoodyBaby released TrapHouse Blues on Fri Apr 29 2016.