Lyrics Yung Bleu – Trappin’ A Sport

True to the game
Was whipping the range
When I was new to the game
Dope on the digital scale

Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I’m saying

You can earn that money nigga
But money nigga don’t make you real
I put all my niggas in position and that’s real spill
She gone suck the dick, don’t duck the dick
Oh, she the real deal
We gone fuck the bitch and send her around like a wind mill
I gotta check for the back end
I threw check on the back end
Smile in her face
When I’m packing
All of this money I’m stackin
I got a little money and put my niggas on a private jet
I need that dough
I need that money
I need a lot of land
I ain’t even got no sleep
Grinding for a whole damn week
Gucci on me not Louie V
Gucci on me not Louie V
Trappin is a rich nigga sport
I’m just tryna feed my little boy
Had to fight the charges like Roy
Caught me with the dope in them car

Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I’m saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin

I’m just payin my due lil baby
I gotta win, I can’t lose lil baby
I put that boy on the news lil baby
If he come fuck with my crew lil baby
Gucci me down when I snooze lil baby
Them bitches be losing they cool lil baby
She want to fuck me for the chain
I never got use to this fame
I never got use to these niggas be claiming they real
But these niggas lame
I’m sippin on candy cane
My whip on Danna Dane
My diamond Plain Jane

Trappin a sport
Load up a torch
I jumped off the porch
A nigga hollin fuck the coke cause I’m saying
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Trappin a sport
Long long long nights young nigga trappin
Long long long nights young nigga trappin