Nights In Tha Trap lyrics - Bella Harris & Kwxme Sankxrra

Verse One (Bella Harris)

Rubberbands on that bank card
Play it smart but act dumb
That bag red with the Fetty Wap
Got Red Bars like I'm Cardi Bun
Don't like parties, I don't pop pills
Don't sip liquor, I smoke filz
Don't fuck with niggas that salt bud
Fuc around wit the mic checkers
Run around wit the backpackers
Dare piss in my lane? Then tell a bitch that I might check her
If a nigga bitter, we don't relate
All day on that paper chase
Mess around and call my set
When we come around we don't conversae
Spray shells where your lady lay
Lie to niggas on your day-to-day
But don't fuck on that face-to-face
That fake shit that a nigga hate
Just deep throat your cheap hoes
You don' wanna load that heat tho
Cos you don' wanna load that heat ho'

Bridge

You gon' make me call my connect
My connect, my connect, my connect
My connect, my connect, my connect
Every time I call I collect
I collect, I collect, I collect
I collect, I collect
Don't take me back to the nights in tha trap
In tha trap, in the trap, in tha trap
In tha trap, in the trap, in tha trap
Make me call my connect
My connect, my connect
My connect, my connect, my connect
Every time a nigga call I collect
I collect, I collect, I collect
I collect, I collect,
Don't take me back to the nights in tha trap
In tha trap, in tha trap, in the trap
In tha trap, in tha trap, in the trap
In tha trap

Verse Two (Kwxme Sankxrra)

Aint nothin' new I done did that
In the city in my hatchback (skrrrr)
Contraband in my backpack
Couple o' stacks on the dash yeah
Biggest Bully in the South-West
Don't make me come for your address (Prrrrr)
My girl look like a actress
We rubberband the money
And black glove the glock
It's Mr & Mrs Smith, reinvent the hop
Comin off the Edge, Take it to the top
Get the bag and unzip that
My lil nigga gon' flip that
Keep the game off the phone nigga
That chit chat, I aint wit that
The government got the phones tapped
Some of my niggas still in trap
And they got it bad
Cos we from the dirt
That's why we gettin' money and we take it back, back, back, back, back
Supply and distribute, call and collect
Better come correct, have intellect
These lil niggas still trappin off the internet
But nah nah, me and my niggas aint into that
Sip the lean, light a cigarette
Speak in codes cos they listenin'
Body shots like it's insulin
Different wave like a fisherman

Outro

Call my connect, my connect
You gon' make me call my connect , my connect, my connect
Dont take me back to the nights in tha trap

The End....