Trap Phone Song Lyrics

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Song:– Trap Phone

Singer:– NLE Choppa

Album:– Me vs. Me

Producer:– Ellis Lost & Southside

Written:– Ellis Lost, Southside & NLE Choppa

Label:– No Love Entertainment

Trap Phone Lyrics NLE Choppa

[Intro]
Ayy

[Chorus]
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (What I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (Paved the way)
Let plenty niggas up in the door, they was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Teamin’)
Yeah, I got ’em fightin’ over semen (Semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meanin’ (Meanin’)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I break that shit out when it’s time to play (Time to play)
Got SK’s and dirty K’s
I catch fades, the barber way (Barber way)
My last kill I played the role of a snake, how I snaked the snake (Brrt)
Last drill tried to put a ape on the shirt like it’s Bathing Ape (Brrt, brrt)
Ayy, you on some tough shit (Tough Shit)
I’m on some shit that get you bust quick
Watch yo’ mouth, ’cause I bet this Glock 27 hush shit
Why he run, boy you know that backshot ugly
Green tip, blue tip, slime got a cousin
Can’t believe that I’m really rich, but never sent a hit (Never sent a hit)
Billion streams up, I did a drill with my nigga bitch (On God)
Head coach of the gang and I’m still in the field with it (On God)
Bust a nigga brain, and told his brother come and deal with me (On God)

[Chorus]
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (What I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop the brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (You know I paved the way)
Let plenty niggas up in the door, they was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Double teamin’ dawg)
Yeah, I got ’em fightin’ over semen (Over semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meaning (Don’t know the meaning dawg)

[Verse 2]
Two Glocks get shot, give a nigga a Glock shell (Brrr)
Yo’ top get cropped, then I’m goin’ to make bail (Brrr)
Y’all niggas act good, all my opps be Denzel (Brrr)
Saw him, he ran, bitch, you know how to tuck a tail (Brrrr)
Ayy, and I ain’t never told shit (Never told shit)
Since a youngin’ I’ve been Loc’ing, I move in slow motion (Crip, crip, crip)
He was scared to come out, I kick the door in (Door in)
Put the pole in his brother’s mouth, say somethin’, unload it (Say sum nigga)
I’m in this bitch with a whole lot of shottas
Whole lot of straps, so Hakuna Matata (Matata)
Better tell ’em chill ‘fore it be a problem (Problem)
Fifty shots in the Glock, no doctor (No doctor)
Nigga think it’s sweet, so I shot him (I shot him)
God got a meet and greet for a robber (For a robber)
Choppa make him do the NLE Choppa (The NLE Choppa)
Leave him in the streets when I caught him (I caught him)

[Chorus]
Ayy, check my pockets, what I made today (Ayy what I made today)
Used to be schemin’ on a lick just to cop the brand new J’s (Cop the brand new J’s)
Yeah, and I can’t lie, you know I paved the way (You know I paved the way)
Let plenty niggas up in the door, they was ridin’ my wave (They was ridin’ my wave)
Yeah, ayy, trap phone ringin’ (Ringin’)
Choker chain blingin’ (Blingin’)
Two hoes double teamin’ (Double teamin’ dawg)
Yeah, I got ’em fightin’ over semen (Over semen)
Tellin’ me they love me, but I don’t know the meaning

[Outro]
Don’t know the meaning dawg
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
Get the doctor, main shotta, main slaughter
Na-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh