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The song title may suggest that Tory Lanez is slinging drugs, but on “Traphouse” he starts the first verse with a string of drug metaphors and a Bobby Shmurda reference. … Read More

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Traphouse Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Shawty, you know that a nigga won't lie
Came into my house, I had to bust it like a whole pie
I know she the bomb, she hit bong like a smoka
She pass me that white, I say, "I don't do no coca"
Fuck up out my trap house, my trap house, that's no lie
Kick you out my trap house, my trap house, that's no lie
Hop inside that foreign whip on Ocean, hit the whole drive
I would say you ballin' but I see you in that O-5
I pull couple bands from that stash, she get more fire
Hard to see these other niggas in here, they in Lo-Fi
Shawty, I'm the man, I'm the man and I won't lie
Don't come to my crib if you ain't fuckin'
Shawty, that's that shit I don't like
Open up my IG, bitches tellin' more lies
See them out in real life, niggas don't get no guap
Pop a couple bands though, uno, dos and four knots
Fuck up off of my dick, no bitch, yo bitch on my whole jock

[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
All my guys, I just came with
Bunch of girls on me, it look like I just came in
Oh my gosh, whip's foreign
Through the dot, to my spot, all I want is
You
(Are you comin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(To the crib)
You
(Know I want it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You
(Are you comin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(To the crib)
You
(Know I want it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Nyce]
Bring your friend around, yeah
Bring your friends around, yeah
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Ring around the Rosé
Bring your friend around, yeah
Bring your friends around, yeah
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Ring around the Rosé
Aw babe, aw babe
Ring around the Rosé
Aw babe
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Aw babe, aw babe
Aw, let's play ring around the Rosé

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Y'all know that I'm the hottest nigga out my city
I stunt, don't front, don't give a fuck 'bout what your bitch say
You see us on and yeah, we poppin' bitch, we been paid
And you know I ain't showin' up unless I'm gettin' paid
Bitch, get the fuck out of my motherfuckin' trap house
It's some reasons why I had to kick your ass out
You not turnt, bitch, you not lit, you 'bout to pass out
It's the worst time for that shit, I'm 'bout to cash out
Fargo

[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
All my guys, I just came with
Bunch of girls on me, it look like I just came in
Oh my gosh, whip's foreign
Through the dot, to my spot, all I want is
You
(Are you comin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(To the crib)
You
(Know I want it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You
(Are you comin'?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(To the crib)
You
(Know I want it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Nyce]
Bring your friend around, yeah
Bring your friends around, yeah
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Ring around the Rosé
Bring your friend around, yeah
Bring your friends around, yeah
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Ring around the Rosé
Aw babe, aw babe
Ring around the Rosé
Aw babe
Let's play ring around the Rosé
Aw babe, aw babe
Aw, let's play ring around the Rosé

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Genius Annotation

The song title may suggest that Tory Lanez is slinging drugs, but on “Traphouse” he starts the first verse with a string of drug metaphors and a Bobby Shmurda reference.

Bobby’s “Hot Nigga” lyric (“Get up out my traphouse”) serves as a major basis for Tory’s song.

The track’s harsh lyrics are juxtaposed with Tory’s smooth singing voice.

During an annotation session with Genius, Tory explained his approach to the the record:

I’ve always had a grittiness to my music— this is a mix of the R&B aspect of it and trappin’. I say a lot of things a dude would say on a trap record— I just felt like singing it.