Lil Tezzi - Trappin' Lyrics

Number 1 Trapper (Brrrrr, uh)
Uh, Uh

I'm really trappin', come shop
How you a shooter, you ain't ever shot
Call my gun soda, let it pop
He pointing fingers, he hot
I'm eating chinese, I got Chops
No liquor, but I'm sendin' off shots
Come through the front door, hope it ain't locked
Walk down, I walk down with a stick
Cuz using fake tools in his pics
Me n' my cousin goin' on a lick
Cuz tried to rob me, you ain't slick
I let it rain, don't get hit
Put on my mask, white chicks
Ice hockey, mask n' a stick
There go the opps, bust a right
I know he the cops, red and blue lights
I gotta rueger, ain't no time to fight
I'm really selling, I should make a site
All that lil' fake trappin' gotta go, to come in the trap you need to know the code
I'm in PG, I'm on Largo Rd
If it comes down, I know you gone fold
He told the cops, he sold
Say it to my face, be bold
Tez style, Tez mode
Been through a lot of stuff, I'm cold
Neck icy froze, Sellin' a pack I'm sellin' a load

Number 1 Trapper (Brrrr)
Uh, Uh, Uh