Trapphone 2

(Suwoo)
(Yeah on gang on god)

Cmon trapphone ringing bitch im tryna slide
He said he a demon we going to send him to god
Dumpin that drac it sound like 4th of july
Ian doin no fighting he get sent to the sky
These niggas wanna fight so im calling up ty
And my pockets to fat because im clutchin that nine
That nigga tried to run he got hit in his spine
Im the real deal slime I caught him by surprise
Its a switch in the car now they dont wanna fight
And that trap phone ringing them junkies love white
I got snakes in the grass we creepin at night
Ion need no gun nigga you get stabbed with a knife
And 12 behind my I ain't stopping at no light
And im fucking this bitch she said im fucking it right
I feel like a kia boy im tryna hit a strike
Trapphone ringing bitch im tryna fight
Lookin for opps who tryna lose they life
Get off my trap phone bitch you not my wife
And a play just hit im feelin alright
I just talk shit on the beat ion even gotta write
We chasin a opp nigga he over there
Im doing this bitch wrong she dont even care
He said he a demon he get sent to the air
And my pants keep sagging because my pants to flared
The trap like the navy we got guns everywhere
And slime gang deep they said its not fair
And the trapphone ringing because these niggas want gas
Im the real deal slime I got snakes in the grass
Can't fuck with that bitch if she dont got no ass
In the backseat dumpin I shoot through the glass
If you play with luh slime nigga we on yo ass

Trapphone ringing bitch im tryna slide
He said he a demon we going to send him to god
Dumpin that drac it sound like 4th of july
Ian doin no fighting he get sent to the sky
These niggas wanna fight so im calling up ty
And my pockets to fat because im clutchin that nine
That nigga tried to run he got hit in his spine
Im the real deal slime I caught him by surprise
Its a switch in the car now they dont wanna fight
And that trap phone ringing them junkies love white
I got snakes in the grass we creepin at night
Ion need no gun nigga you get stabbed with a knife
And 12 behind my I ain't stopping at no light
And im fucking this bitch she said im fucking it right
I feel like a kia boy im tryna hit a strike
Trapphone ringing bitch im tryna fight
Lookin for opps who tryna lose they life
Get off my trap phone bitch you not my wife
And a play just hit im feelin alright
I just talk shit on the beat ion even gotta write
We chasin a opp nigga he over there
Im doing this bitch wrong she dont even care
He said he a demon he get sent to the air
And my pants keep sagging because my pants to flared
The trap like the navy we got guns everywhere
And slime gang deep they said its not fair
And the trapphone ringing because these niggas want gas
Im the real deal slime I got snakes in the grass
Can't fuck with that bitch if she dont got no ass
In the backseat dumpin I shoot through the glass
If you play with luh slime nigga we on yo ass