Booby Trap Lyrics
(Zaytoven)
Uh, Uh
Uh, Uh
Yeah (We Got London On The Track)
Ayy
Making Up My Mind
I Need Two Ho*s At A Time
Then I Told Her A*s, “Forget It ’cause I Seen That Shit On Reddit”
I Ain’t Got No Time To Block
All My Broskies Keep A Mop
And I Keep One Right Beside Me, Go To Elliot A Lot
My Heart Cold As A Brick, I Call London For The Hit
I Treat Booby Trap Like Starlets, Hundred Thousand On A Car
Got Chanel Prints On My Joggers, I Don’t Even Need A Stylist
Huh, Yeah, Okay, Okay
Call The Bank, Pull Up The Brink’s
Might Buy You A Cuban, I Ain’t Got No Time To Link Up
Yeah, Got Saint Michaels On My Tee
Quarter Million Dollars, I Got Somethin’ On My Sleeve
Used To Call Up Darlin’, Now I Go To Starlets
When I Wanna Clear My Mind, Throw Two Hundred At A Time
Used To Be In Projects, Now I’m Making Projects
Used To Be In The PJs, Now I’m Stuck To The PJ
I Can Tell What’s On Your Mind, Illuminati, Got Three Eyes
If I Pull Up With My Guys, We Ain’t Comin’ Here To Fight
Word To Mother, We Gon’ Win, You Know London, That’s My Twin
And I Keep Jeffery On My Mind, Free Thugger, That’s My Slime
Free V12 And Montana Out The Motherfu*kin’—
You Know I’ve Been Bangin’ Since Santana,
Used To Rock Them Bandanas
To The Side, Baby, Talk To Me Nice
Book A Flight, If You Don’t Let Me Hit, I’m Sending You Back, Night
I’m In Miami, Come To Booby Trap, I’m Throwing A Bag, Night
The Way She Took My Soul, It’s Like She’s Tryna Make A Sacrifice
In The Daytime, Diamonds Bustin’
Like A Disco Ball, We Bring The Lights Out
Hoodie On, I’m Feelin’ Like A Fu*kin’ Thief At Night Now
Call The Bank, Pull Up The Brink’s
Might Buy You A Cuban, I Ain’t Got No Time To Link Up
Yeah, Got Saint Michaels On My Tee
Quarter Million Dollars, I Got Somethin’ On My Sleeve
Used To Call Up Darlin’, Now I Go To Starlets
When I Wanna Clear My Mind, Throw Two Hundred At A Time
Used To Be In Projects, Now I’m Making Projects
Used To Be In The PJs, Now I’m Stuck To The PJ
