Beibs in the trap Lyrics – Travis Scott ft. NAV

Beibs in the trap Lyrics – Travis Scott ft. NAV
Beibs in the trap Lyrics - Travis Scott ft. NAV

Song Details:
Song: Beibs in the trap
Artist: Travis Scott
Album: Beibs in the trap
Released: 2016

Beibs in the trap Lyrics


I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a White bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, the shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more…

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it
Toe frost bit water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucks on my bros, she’s snorting the snow
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all on her nose
Kick down the door she gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
But I’mma get more…

Amen, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes spotlight, pull up, night sky
Peace peace, peace to God
Grind me grind me, strike me, strike me
Indict me, snipe me, swipe it, drop it, trap it (yeah yeah)
I’m lit, lightning, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushes xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom (yeah)
Know you heard a lot about ’em
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed…

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a White chick rollin’ on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Close the door, the shit on her nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more…

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