Lyrics

Trap-trap in the bando
I don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
My young **** with a rambo
You'll be getting jooked right through (J-jooked)
Gotta have scrams on the block
'Cause you know what the hood might do (Hood might do)
All my one-fifty **** trap, 'cause
We don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
Trap-trap in the bando
I don't wanna look like you (Like you)
My young **** with the rambo
You'll be getting jooked right through (Move)
Gotta have scrams on the block
'Cause you know what the hood might do (Fifty one, fifty)
All my one-fifty **** trap 'cause
We don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
I'm trapping I don't wanna look
**** keep talking like they're in the hood (In the hood)
Got a one spinner that fits in my pouch
And a big dotty that's longer than Joof (Fifty one, fifty)
I'm trapping and banging and rapping they all want a hook
(All want a hook)
Them bitches they see me, they pree me, they all want the wood
(All want the wood)
We don't want to look like like them
We don't want to look like like them
(Look at you, look at you)
We don't want to look like like them
We ain't getting jooked by friends (Move, move)
'Member days come to your block, but you weren't a hood guy then
(But you weren't a hood guy then)
If me and M dargg get the drop, bet you ain't a hood guy then
(Move, move)
Got a pack bruck dat, phoned big G, we going upsuh (Dawg 150)
I trap and I trap, them guys don't wanna look like suh
They be trapping for Louis, might be trapping for Gucci
I be out in my hooptie
With a bad bitch know there, hard food in the food piece (Ooh)
Another packed in the coochie (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Was young had braids, nice eyes little **** looking sweet boy (Sweet boy)
Let me tell you right now that shit was a decoy (Move)
I be running tryna get a boy down in my Air Force one's like I'm T-roy
(T-roy)
Tryna get a boy down in my one's like T-roy (Trapo)
Trap-trap in the bando
I don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
My young **** with the rambo
You'll be getting jooked right through (J-jooked)
Gotta have scrams on the block
'Cause you know what the hood might do (Hood might do)
All my one-fifty **** trap 'cause
We don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
Trap-trap in the bando
I don't wanna look like you (Like you)
My young **** with a rambo
You'll be getting jooked right through (Move)
Gotta have scrams on the block
'Cause you know what the hood might do (Fifty one, fifty)
All my one-fifty **** trap 'cause
We don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
All I try do is get money, my readies (Readies)
Fuck boy introduce you to my semi
This niggga here, get you going I'm ready (Ooh-ooh)
Hit him up, du-du-du-du out Giuseppe's
Look at you, look at you
I'm fucking your bitches it's something the mulla do
(Something the mulla do)
My **** will bully you
Move, move better know what to do
Fuck a bitch then let her skate
She got two balls and a dick on her plate
First she blew me, then she blew all my mates
Head in the bando, we make mulla cake
(Fifty one, fifty, fifty one, fifty)
If we get the drop, pussy boy better move out (Move out)
Gotta find a new house
Maze in the cut, somebody getting shoot down (Pow-pow)
Trap-trap in the bando
I don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
My young **** with the rambo
You'll be getting jooked right through (J-jooked)
Gotta have scrams on the block
'Cause you know what the hood might do (Hood might do)
All my one-fifty **** trap 'cause
We don't wanna look like you (Fifty one, fifty)
Written by: GR1ZZY
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