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Correct First I Trap, Then I Dab Lyrics
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[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] First I trap, then I dab Trap, then I dab Trap, then dab I'm trapping and I'm dabbing I need a whole lot of cash Yeah, a lot of cash Big whole bag of cash y'all niggas been having Looking for a bitch to fuck Gotta have ass Yeah, she gotta have ass She gotta have it My nigga, I'm strapped the fuck up I got that pistol tucked Yeah, I gotta keep it on the plug, but I'm a savage [Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Bounced through the trap like I'm Bugs Bunny with the carrots Swing my doors, still serve out the cabinet Plug nigga, I don't do camping .45 put him in the casket Three bitches got fat asses I'm on prescription, transition glasses Pacific dabbing, nigga, check out my fashion I bought the Benz and I crashed it Plug call me Flash, the fastest Fucked that little bitch with a Magnum Send me the skrt, I'ma pass it I fucked that little bitch like a savage Shoot good, aim, nigga, accurate I make the pack do backflips I fucked that little bitch if she got hip Still got the strap on my hip I dropped off the pack, then I dip Call your big homie, make you get dealt Geeked up, nigga shoot off the rip Just bought a pint, nigga, through a zip So fine, nigga, you equipped Construction worker, look what I built I'm working my wrist like the windmill Four Xans, six Percs, ten pills [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] First I trap, then I dab Trap, then I dab Trap, then dab I'm trapping and I'm dabbing I need a whole lot of cash Yeah, a lot of cash Big whole bag of cash y'all niggas been having Looking for a bitch to fuck Gotta have ass Yeah, she gotta have ass She gotta have it My nigga, I'm strapped the fuck up I got that pistol tucked Yeah, I gotta keep it on the plug, but I'm a savage [Verse 2: Mango Foo] I got a strap like a seatbelt Pull up in the hood I'm trapping, I'm serving, I'm working in the Porsche, it's a V12 Chopper so hot, made the seat melt No Tom Brady, pistol work out with accuracy Pick up the work, run it up like an athlete Walk in the trap, they treat me like your majesty If you try to jack, it's gon' be a casualty No elementary, I got the babies All my niggas serving crack like the eighties Most of my clientele, they be Caucasian Call up my shooters, they with them Haitians [Verse 3: Skippa Da Flippa] Pour a two liter in a two-seater Porsche truck and the Forgi Bimmer Have a player meeting, so we eat at Cheetah Work pack crazy, never been a reader Body slam like Van Damme I drink pints of drink, I can't put it on cam Percocets, man, I can't fuck with the Xans Money stack tall, I just am who I am You check your swag and I check my dab Heavy flow traffic like I'm just some slabs I'm the type to buy it and then check the tab You checking my pockets, you better know math [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] First I trap, then I dab Trap, then I dab Trap, then dab I'm trapping and I'm dabbing I need a whole lot of cash Yeah, a lot of cash Big whole bag of cash y'all niggas been having Looking for a bitch to fuck Gotta have ass Yeah, she gotta have ass She gotta have it My nigga, I'm strapped the fuck up I got that pistol tucked Yeah, I gotta keep it on the plug, but I'm a savage
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