Trav - Pradaaa Shoes (feat. NAV)

Jul 23, 2020 249

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Trav teams up once again with NAV for new song "Pradaaa Shoes"

Lyrics

(Stash 808)

Paid a stack for my kicks, broke boys make me sick, choppa with a .50 clip
I don't know who she fuck, but I ain't cuffin' that bitch
Pinky ring filled with piss 'cause I'm on my shit
Nobody can tell me nothin', I don't need to check my tone (Tone)
Gettin' checks on my own (Own), heard they wanna crack my dome
Drop a bag, I'm taggin' toes, I don't check the tag on clothes
Collect my bag, it shows, they respect me everywhere I go

Diamonds they on attack (Bling), Prada shoes with the strap (Woah)
I'ma blow me a sack (Yeah), with a lil' bit of batch (Yeah)
I'm livin' this, don't just rap, VVS water, no tap
My body is covered in racks, I'm dodgin' these bitches snaps
Diamonds they on attack (Bling), Prada shoes with the strap (Woah)
I'ma blow me a sack (Yeah), with a lil' bit of batch (Yeah)
I'm livin' this, don't just rap, VVS water, no tap
My body is covered in racks, I'm dodgin' these bitches snaps

If Cash call, that's a cash call
Way before corona, had a mask on
If you tell me "Boom," I'ma blast off
I'm in plenty moods, off the Adderall
Nigga might crack yo' melon, tell a nigga try us
Make 'em move, like Bruce Willis, they goin' die hard
I ain't with no dolla, pull up, I fire off
Anywhere that seem, the shoes, the way I slide on 'em
And you're shittin' on dem, when I catch you, I knock 'em off
I be takin' these Percs, but I ain't hurt, poppin' like Tylenol
'Fore this drug got me noddin' off, I feel like it's not enough
But I ain't high enough, unless I ain't but enough
Hundred fifty for the Patek, off the lazy low, I made magic
Thirty pointers, they dancin', flip work, gymnastic, that's it