Trap (feat. Dfideliz, MC Igu, Jé Santiago e Derek)

Larara, larara
Hmm, okay, okay
Hey, there

Of course I'm worried, bro
I mixed a lot of whiskey with pills
A lot of spear for my whole crew
And the girls naked hunting for a guy
Jump around, bounce really nice
Because tomorrow you won't have it again
I'm a thug, that's my style
I'll die easily, if I go, another will come
Up on the hill there are the young boys
With brand new rifles, not even wearing flip-flops
Just a thirty-round unlocked
We follow this code, correct posture
How many of them I didn't even see grow up?
Not live, just waiting to die
But the guys here are the same
If you mess with my crew, you're screwed

Ah, I say amen to those who live (amen)
To the locked up ones, I say amen (amen)
To those who have passed away, I say amen (urgh)
Hmm, hey
I say amen to those who live (amen)
To the locked up ones, I say amen (yeah, yeah, amen)
May God enlighten me too (yeah, uh)

Friends, friends
I'm busy
This bitch looks at me, she jumps on me
You saw my team, ran from me
Get your head straight if you mess with me
My bro, don't even touch me
Sit with the friends who wear Gucci
This bitch gives the pussy and I fuck, bro
I make hits with my friends
They know that, so don't mess around, bro
Hennessy in this hoe
The V on my chest is from VLONE
I trust Spike with good beats
I do my show, like Skid Row
A million for us is the minimum
My mood is on point

So many chains, trap slaves
Gang-gang, 213, my niggas, no cap
Yeah, trap slaves
Ah, trap slaves
So many chains, trap slaves
Gang-gang, 213, my niggas, no cap
Yeah, trap slaves
Ah, trap slaves

Don't mess with the snake, it'll kill you
Getting rich without wearing a tie
Don't touch the Glock, it shoots
Not even two minutes and I kill these guys
Rapper tired of tired rhymes
White kid, doesn't understand anything
That I love this bitch like Bril loves the knife
I'm flexing with Spike and Kakas
Took a pill, the track is twisted
Almost froze the ice on this door
Many chains, everyone looks
Fendi bag inside the Corolla
Two years ago, bro, I was broke
But I found myself in all states
These guys are fake, don't stick by my side
The ones who talked, nowadays, flopped
Bro, you try, try to copy
Look at the swag, can't reach
Just fake trap, will never be Travis
You act like AK, but I've never seen you charge
In bed, Versace and Raf
When I had one
When I had one
When I had one
The most expensive VLONE kit
When I had one
When I had one
When I had one

So many chains, trap slaves
Gang-gang, 213, my niggas, no cap
Yeah (a-ah), trap slaves
Ah, trap slaves

Ah, I say amen to those who live (amen)
To the locked up ones, I say amen (trap slaves, amen)
To those who have passed away, I say amen (trap slaves, amen)
Hmm, hey (trap slaves)
I say amen to those who live (amen)
To the locked up ones, I say amen (trap slaves, amen)
May God enlighten me too