Trap house 2016 Lyrics – Nettspend

Read the full Trap house 2016 lyrics by Nettspend from the album early life crisis along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nettspend's music, you can also explore Masked up and Stab, two other songs by Nettspend.

[Intro]
Blah, blah, blah
Blah

[Chorus]
Thot too big for the lap
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Thot too big for the lap (Go)
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Thot too big for the lap (Go)
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, go, go)
Thot too big for the lap
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin, woah
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, ah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee (Blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah, blah)

[Verse]
Uh, on my radar, I got too much paper
I could really play for the Lakers (Aw)
Uh, they were saying, all I say is, "Wait, what?"
Now I'm making more than they make, yeah
It might be a throwaway, but I pull up to the show late
Damn, I got road rage, all these b!tches broke, ayy
Close your mouth, b!tch, do not moan, wah
I'ma fit my tongue in
Mama, I do not condone it
Bad b!tch, bone it
I don't— I don't give a fu*k 'bout a friend, yeah
I don't give a fu*k 'bout a friend
'Cause we all losing, pop it like a pink 10
When I'm dry off the drügs, I don't really fit in
If you wanna come around, touch your toes again
Yeah, again, my main b!tch is a ten
She told me she not really into men
I just threw the whole pill case like some M&M
Your mama knows me by Nettspend, huh, uh (Yeah, what?)
Lil' Gen, yeah, that's what I got for them
I pop my collar again, bring you in 'cause they are twins (Huh)
Old enough to pay your rent, not old enough to buy no gin
I'm fu*ked up, up in the crib, yeah, I'll see you later, yeah, yeah (Yeah, hit, yeah, hit)
She wa— she want d!ck, hold up, I just got a 'Vette, yeah (Hit, hit, hit, hold up, hold up, yeah, yeah)
God, I'm such a lit kid, yeah, two nights, sold out the Brix', yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I won't do that, yeah, again (What?), I won't do that, yeah, again (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I think my mom know that I'm off the s*it (Blah, blah, blah)

[Chorus]
Thot too big for the lap
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Thot too big for the lap (Go)
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, woah, woah)
Thot too big for the lap (Go)
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, go, go)
Thot too big for the lap
Thot too— thot too big for the lap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Woah, woah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, they gon' flee (Blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin (Blah, blah, blah)
Boy, the cops out, I'm gon' spin
Burn the trap house, burn the trap house (Blah, blah)

[Outro]
(Aw)