MC Krok – In Da Trap Lyrics

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[Hook] In the trap, in the trap
I’m serving all the dope fiends in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
Serving all the dope fiends
In the trap, trap, trap

[Verse 1: Shaz] 999 grams of the powder that’s white privilege
Still in the trap, all my children illegitimate
Pictures of my kids on all my pistols, shit I’m killing it
Took a break for spitting after that it’s back to flipping bricks
Selling it to everyone, no racial profiling
Affirmative action, it’s the cacs that test me dying
Moving with a gang of Pakis yeah we bout that action
Pulled the strap out at a baptism it’s just for my protection
Tecs and smith and wessons, coming out like frank while we just texting
I’m a bona fide baller, all I do is count my blessings
They turned the Jackson to Tubman
Then I turned it into a Franklin
Yeah I got stacks out in Panama
Canada gotta cut taxes

[Hook] In the trap, in the trap
I’m serving all the dope fiends in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
Serving all the dope fiends
In the trap, trap, trap

[Verse 2: MC Krok] In the trap with the Glock and the Mask
In the trap with the pot and pans
In the trap to serve you
If you ain’t buying shit, it don’t concern you

[IBCircuit] Fucked up off the codeine
I’m the plug like Future servin’ these dope fiends
Got cocaine, H and promethazine
Attempted robbery and I’ll let off shots from my magazine
Ain’t fuck with horses but I got ketamine
Got the connect on any fuckin’ type of medicine
Got LSD and fuckin’ mescaline
This shit’ll leave you jumpin’ like a fuckin’ trampoline
Product always raw never cut clean
Was fifteen sellin’ oxys in the Philippines
Gotta blend in so I ain’t got no limousine
Got so much weed this shit look like evergreens
Cops try and stop me but they can’t fuckin’ intervene
Got dipped cigs but that ain’t for the nicotine
Got orange weed like a fuckin’ clementine
Fuck caffeine, I got fuckin’ amphetamine

[Hook] In the trap, in the trap
I’m serving all the dope fiends in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
Serving all the dope fiends
In the trap, trap, trap

[Verse 3: MC Krok] I’m faded on xannies, I’m smoking that ganja, you know that I got it
I got me that shotty, I got them shooters like my nigga Yo Gotti
I put in work, you put in work, and when you right at the top, you gon’ get murked
I got the kicks, Guiseppe, pull up in Versace
I got the whip with me, pull up in Ferrari
I can fuck yo bitch with no jimmy
I can fuck yo bitch without that henny
Watch me do it, whipping the bricks then I flip it
Gotta make that gwuap fast, gotta make it quick
If you niggas ain’t talking bout cash, you making me sick
You lame ass niggas, you make me wanna hit a lick

[Hook] In the trap, in the trap
I’m serving all the dope fiends in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
In the trap, in the trap
Serving all the dope fiends
In the trap, trap, trap

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