Rich Homie Quan - Trap House Lyrics

Pistol on me, they say I shot him
Blood on the floor, shout out to the red bottoms
My crew got that dope, surveillance camera be watchin'
Every move you niggas make
That's why that trap house keep 'em shottas
I say that trap house do number everyday
I say that trap house do number everyday
I say that trap house do number everyday
I say that trap house do number everyday


Trap house doin' numbers, baking soda formula
Gotta keep that for my armor
My couch
Your bitch say that I'm charmin' that's cuz of all these charms
Saddan I got bombs
Got more green than a farm
There goes Quan checkin' smellin' like oranges
Money bigger than enormous
You niggas wanna be Rich Homies, but do not have enough money
Leopard I'm dress like Jumanji




Trap stupid prices
They ain't gotta be invited
They treat me different
Can't show these hoes no attention
Feelin' herself killin' herself
You crazy
And a baby
Like the 80s
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