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Lil Keed - Traplanta [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Keed
Lil Keed
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DeskHop
DeskHop
Composer
Raqhid Render
Raqhid Render
Songwriter
Tahj Morgan
Tahj Morgan
Songwriter
Thomas Wells
Thomas Wells
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis ViKo Blake
Travis ViKo Blake
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DeskHop
DeskHop
Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
jetsonmade
jetsonmade
Producer
A.'Bainz' Bains
A.'Bainz' Bains
Mixing Engineer
Angad Bains
Angad Bains
Mixing Engineer
Anthony 'Dub" Williams
Anthony 'Dub" Williams
Recording Engineer
DUB
DUB
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Deskhop make it drop, yeah Oh Lord, Jetson made another one I fuck up the money counter Fuck on that hoe, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners We pull up with chops, they tryna block, I bet they light candles 95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie I'm with real right homies who ain't gon' change on me I got real shooters, won't say no names, homie I know a real bully, you can't tame homie In a NASCAR, fast car, that's a Trackhawk Vibed out with nothin' but broads (hoo) Goddamn, broke the money counter (hoo) Goin' in, we don't care 'bout cameras (hoo) He get that dope back, call him Arm & Hammer (hoo) Shit, that's all I'm sayin', I'm signin' all the deals, nigga I don't even want the plan Have you ever seen that molly color khakhi pants? Keep on playin', I bet your brother be dyin' in your hands I'm with DYN abusin' all the Xans I fuck up the money counter Fuck on that hoe, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners We pull up with chops, they tryna block, I bet they light candles 95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie Traphouse Fuck this shit, I'm ridin' in a Trackhawk My mama askin' for it, so I tear it off Get what she want, it don't matter (woo) On the stove, remixin' a brick, tricks of Benihana I ain't even gotta trick the bitch no more, got too many hundreds If he ever play with them racks, shit, he gotta be a dummy Yeah, I know my folks gon' tax 'em, so I load up my lumber Yeah, I'm in Traplanta Yeah, we pour some many fours in the fuckin' Fanta Boy, I know you fuckin' told, I cannot stand ya So you better watch 'fore you trust a nigga in Traplanta Fuck your hoe, we don't lust, nigga, in Traplanta I fuck up the money counter Fuck on that hoe, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners We pull up with chops, they tryna block, I bet they light candles 95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie
Writer(s): Raqhid Jevon Render, Ian Wells, Tahj Morgan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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