Clippa Cartier - Trap Party (feat.K. Banks)

Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye
Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye

Baby what it do what's popping Just pulled up Tesla truck two Twin bitches on my arm When I Walked in blocked the bitch best Believe I hit it once we are not Friends
We are not friends Groupies in the kitchen taking Shots and talkin nonsense acting
Like they fucked with me way Before I blew up and how I been In they top ten
Already know I'm That nigga lil whore I got it Locked in, Lil whore I got it locked in

Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye
Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye

Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye
Friday night
Hit the block
Guess a nigga just got shot so What we turning up
Let's take a shot bitch
Thick thot, on my lap
Everybody in here strapped
Godamnit's a party in the trap Aye

Written by:
james danford

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