Still Trappin Lyrics King Von & Lil Durk

Still Trappin Lyrics : The song is sung by King Von, Lil Durk and the name of this song is Still Trappin. The songwriters of this song is Christian Ward, Kevin Andre Price, London Jae, Durk D Banks, Dayvon Bennett.

Still Trappin Lyrics

Von
Von (Go Grizz)
Yeah (Hitmaka)
Von

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got a^s shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got a^s shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

N^^gas ain’t gon’ shoot for real
They ain’t gon’ shoot for real (they ain’t gon’ shoot)
Call up Muwop, he grab his Glock and he gon’ shoot to kill (rah, rah)
I done hit his stains for real, uh
N^^gas ain’t gang for real, uh
N^^gas go to jail and tell
I done sent hits from my cell, damn

Bad b^^ch posted my bail, uh
Scream, “F^^k 12” (12)
All these bales, came from the cartel (the cartel)
They say I got mail, damn (I got mail, yeah)
Who got nailed? (Who got nailed, huh?)
That boy a trophy, I’ma put him on a shelf (boom, boom, boom)

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got a^s shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got a^s shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

I ain’t gon’ lie, that shit major, my hoes carry tasers (yeah)
When it comes to this lil’ paper, my shit come in pages (for sure)
When I had to slow down on them drugs
I had to go through phases (for sure)
Even though we fightin’ all them cases, keep them guns on stages (yeah)

Booka gave me X pills, told me chase it but I cannot take it
Why these n^^gas actin’ like they real when n^^gas know they fake it
I can’t take it
Hit a b^^ch, just hoe his ass
Bro slide with a COVID mask
Last opp, he overgassed (facts), smoke him
Goddamn, he got backdoored

Goose, goose, he overgassed (dope)
Loose screws, I’ll buy they ass poles (gang)
Fool, fool, them chains for the low (low)
Goof dude, he a stain, he don’t know (b^^ch)
This .22 smoke (dawg)
Doo, doo, that deuce-deuce blow (go)
Boo-hoo, why you cryin’? You a hoe (b^^ch)
F^^ked you, now he mad, he ain’t know

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got ass shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah)

This ain’t OG, this shit smokin’
This shit Thrax for real (this that Thrax for real)
This that shit that have you chokin’
And got Tooka killed (it got Tooka killed, yeah)
N^^gas chasin’ clout and claimin’ bodies they ain’t do for real
And my b^^ch got ass shots
But I promise that this strap is real (rah, rah, rah, uh)

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