Trappa Rappa Lyrics – Quavo

Read the full Trappa Rappa lyrics by Quavo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Quavo's music, you can also explore Legends and Sixteen Passenger, two other songs by Quavo.

[Intro]
Yeah, woah

[Verse 1]
She ate up the drip and she started to film it
It was all on her chin and her lip (Aight)
Walk in this b!tch with a ten piece, n!gga would've thought I was a motherfu*king pimp (Pimp)
Elliot, I want the craziest, I lost some pieces, I can't even remember (Crazy)
McLaren, the Spider the craziest, I drop the top in the middle of December (Crazy)
No, the engine is not in the front, in the back, I just carbon the fender (Woo)
Balenciaga, Bottega and Prada, just took her virginity (Oh)
Pop out, I told her to match my energy, gangsters in the vicinity (Gang)
N!ggas, we invented the cuban infinity, rappers, they turning into mini-me's
Switch up the flow, I went triplet, trinity, n!ggas is gonna remember me (Migos)
B!tch, this stick got a hundred round drum
Lil' n!gga, we call it the cinnamon (Rah)
Answer the door, get whatever you want, 'cause this s*it gon' be gone in ten minutes (Ten)
Wooh, young n!ggas gremlins (Wooh)
I got some racks in my Vetements (Racks, racks)
She ate a K-Pop, that's some ketamine (Pop)
Then gave me some top like a veteran (Sloppy)
On the block with the 'phetemine
BP the trucks like a president (BP)
Free my dawg out the felonies (Free cuz)
Fu*k them n!ggas who telling it (Fu*k 'em)
Don't give no fu*k, I'm out the struggle, get off my d!ck and let me hustle, yeah
Applying pressure with the muscle, you would thought I was a wrestler (Aight)
Crossed up like a pastor, geeked up, I'm going to NASA (Aight)
Talk about it, I'm a trapper, sensei, I'm the master (Go)

[Chorus]
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)

[Verse 2]
I'm in the hood stuffing racks in my cargo pants, it look like a camper (No cap)
Young n!gga drinking on Wock' but it taste like Act' when you pour it in the Snapple (Actavis)
We done framed the honeycomb set with baggueties and mint with enamel
Who brought you the dab and who introduced you to Hannah Montana? (On God)
Who brought back Atlanta? (I'm telling ya)
Went global and all on your channels (The biggest)
First young n!gga with a challenger, yeah
Whip the demon with stars in the panel (Skrrt)
Two-fifty, make sure it's a animal
So fast, s*it'll blow out a candle
Nawfside boss rolling (??), not camel
This water on me might drown 'em (Splash)
Brand new blue cheese, let's count 'em (Cash)
Big bag in the winter, going Santa (The big one)
New school, old school, let's mount 'em (Suh)
Free the guys out the feds and the county (On gang)

[Chorus]
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)
Rapper, trapper (Aight), rapper, trapper (Wooh)