Paroles Trap going big boy crazy Soulja Boy

Trap going big boy crazy

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Yeah, I got a trap going big, boy crazy
Pushin' the trap and I drive my Mercedes
Go back and forth just like Lil Baby
Jump on that jet and I go on vacation
Yeah, jump on that PJ, you know that I count up a eighty
Catchin' my [?] in a brand new Mercedes
Countin' that money, I know that they hate it
Yeah, I got unlimited money
Yeah, I got unlimited traps
Yeah, I got unlimited funds
Yeah, nigga, we do not [?]
Yeah, nigga, we [?], uh
I'm in the trap and I'm breaking [?], uh
I'm in the trap and I'm breaking [?], uh
Play with the gang, we gon' bust down the brick, uh
Badass bitch tryna fuck me so quick, uh
Hop in that Lambo', I switch in the ship, uh
One, two, three, four, [?], uh
Switchin' that bitch [?], uh
Yeah, I'm switchin', I'm switchin' the lane
I bust down my watch and I bust down my chain
Yeah, I'm smokin' on zaza, I'm high as a plane
I'm droppin' my album, increasin' my streams
Yeah, walk in the club and I'm makin' it rain
I'm shootin' that shot just like 23
Walk in the club with my ice on freeze
Cartier bustin' with the Van Cleef
This right here perfect timing (Timing)
All my diamonds, they be shinin' (Shinin')
Bentley G63's reclinin' (—clinin')
I just [?] when I'm shinin' (Sheesh-sheesh)
Yeah, I can jump on a PJ and go to the island
Yeah, walk on the stage and everybody wildin'
Drippin' in Cartier, don't need no stylist (Let's go)
I drip in Chanel
Young Draco, nigga, I play with the bell (Bell)
Jump fence, runnin' from 12
Young Draco, I put that block on a scale
Young Draco, nigga, I'm servin' the Wock'
Swag 6, I got the shit make your heart stop
Balenciaga, I'm drippin' my sauce (Drip)
Lambo' the Urus, I don't wanna walk, no (Woo)
Can't go through withdrawals
Sippin' on lean, I put money in wall
I can't fuck with y'all
Young Draco, nigga, I wake up and ball
I might buy the mall
Young Draco, I put the [?] hall
Louis V, Louis Vuitton
Gucci and Balenciaga for fun
I'm the young nigga that started this shit
I'm the young nigga that bust down the brick
I'm the young nigga with chains
I'm the young nigga, they knowin' my name
Yeah, I'm feelin' like [?] on the gang
I'm feelin' like bustin' down all of my chains
Yeah, I'm feelin' like makin' it rain
I'm feelin' like never fuckin' with you niggas again
[?]
Three hundred thousand for the brand new ride
Tinted, the [?] can't see inside
Call up my jeweler, all of this ice
All of this, all of this ice
Know that a young nigga play with them bands
Sippin' on lean, now I can't even stand
You know that Young Draco always doin' [?]
I play with that [?]
I'm whippin' that dope 'til that shit lock up (Lock up)
Everybody know that we [?]
Call up my jeweler, I need this shit cold
Cartier bustin' [?] my [?]
He dodgin' bullets like he in the Matrix, uh
Drippin' that muh'fuckin' swag
All of the bag, I pull up and spray shit, huh