Traphouse Mansion! (Live)

Nnamdi Anaba

Racks up in my pocket I can't fit that shit in my pants
Yeah I popped a Percocet I got so high that I can't land
Know that bitch gon' give me noggin I don't know why she be playing with me
That nigga told me I inspire him
All my niggas bang red like fireman
Yeah my trap house is a mansion
But I been thinking 'bout expanding yeah
Last night she popped a molly
This morning pop a Plan B
I just been kicking this shit with lil' Benjiman
I put extend on my glock like a bungee jump
Pull out the glock I'm like, "Who you running from?"
Whole lot of hunnids, a whole lot of honey buns

She give me neck when we stopped at the red light
Got a green beam on my gun like a jedi
Benjiman, you know I stay with the dead guys
Thirty round it hit that boy in the eye
Give me neck, she give me neck like tie
Smoking dope lil' nigga I'm too fried
Ooh, just like some bacon
New bitch I had to get a replacement
Two bitches, there's only one of me
Few bitches make it onto my team
Too rich it's starting to get out of hand
Two deep we feel like the Men in Black
Thirty round gon' hit that boy in the hat
I just want the cheese just like a rat
Get up on your knees, how you do that?
She gon' let me squeeze, hit from the back

Racks up in my pocket I can't fit that shit in my pants
Yeah I popped a Percocet I got so high that I can't land
Know that bitch gon' give me noggin I don't know why she be playing with me
That nigga told me I inspire him
All my niggas bang red like fireman
Yeah my trap house is a mansion
But I been thinking 'bout expanding yeah
Last night she popped a molly
This morning popped a Plan B
I just been kicking this shit with lil' Benjiman
I put extend on my glock like a bungee jump
Pull out the glock I'm like, "Who you running from?"
Whole lot of hunnids, a whole lot of honey buns

They like, "Nada, where you get all this money from?"
Off the lean, yeah a lil' nigga slumped
Big body, had to buy me a truck
Big Tommy, he'll figure it out
Diamonds on me it ain't never a drought
Bitch stop talking, I put dick in your mouth
Said he 'bout it but no I wouldn't bet on it
Made her choke on my dick need a Heimlich
Off the drugs, I put that in my sinus
Introduce my main hoe to my side bitch
Yeah I treat the fucking cat like a lion
Cartier frames all on my eyelids
That bitch give me brain, I let her ride it
Walk into the store whatever I buy it
Hop up in my car and run up the mileage
Stay out the way 'cause my niggas get violent

Racks up in my pocket I can't fit that shit in my pants
Yeah I popped a Percocet I got so high that I can't land
Know that bitch gon' give me noggin I don't know why she be playing with me
That nigga told me I inspire him
All my niggas bang red like fireman
Yeah my trap house is a mansion
But I been thinking 'bout expanding yeah
Last night she popped a molly
This morning popped a Plan B
I just been kicking this shit with lil' Benjiman
I put extend on my glock like a bungee jump
Pull out the glock I'm like, "Who you running from?"
Whole lot of hunnids, a whole lot of honey buns

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The song “Traphouse Mansion! (Live)” by Nada was composed by Nnamdi Anaba.

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