Trap House

If you're not tryna go big,
please don't talk to me (woah) Matter of fact,
I heard you're the wig,
please don't talk to me Please don't talk to me Matter of fact,
please don't walk to me I'm a grind hard,
'cause I still got folks in the trap house packin' the broccoli
Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the trap,
yeah Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the
trap, yeah Imma grind hard,
can't tap out Still got folks in the trap house Trap
house, trap house Say a little prayer for the trap, yeah
Ready, set, gotta go slap, yeah 1K never gon' care,
yeah Finally got a name on the map Never gon' tap, never gon' nap,
yeah Gotta keep runnin' these laps (laps) Makin' something shake like
[?], yeah Gotta go fill these gaps,
yeah Say a lil prayer for the trap,
yeah Straight up out and turnt doin' trench work (yeah) the whole
squad goin' in like an insert Every single
time I get cash Ima throw it to the fam like J.
Wentworth Tell the whole world, no stoppin' me Drippin' our sauce,
no moppin' me If you not stickin' to the
code no mo' don't talk to me You are [?] to me
If you're not tryna go big,
please don't talk to me (woah) Matter of fact,
I heard you're the wig,
please don't talk to me Please don't talk to me Matter of fact,
please don't walk to me I'm a grind hard,
'cause I still got folks in the trap house packin' the broccoli
Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the trap,
yeah Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the
trap, yeah Imma grind hard,
can't tap out Still got folks in the trap house Trap
house, trap house Say a little prayer for the trap, yeah
Still got folks on the block tryna punch that clock so the tick don't
tock (yeah) It's a new wave on the dock, goin' down, young Jacques,
got the world in shock (yeah) Gotta stay strong like Hancock We get
lit when the beat drop Ima see shows in Bangkok Gotta spread truth
like feathers on peacocks [?] If you wanna come 'round me,
my brother Everybody 'round me need each other Everybody 'round me
feed each other Tell me How you gon' say you a fit
top boss if you can't even say a lil prayer for the hood?
How you gon' say you flex, start racks up,
throwin' out cash, if your fam ain't good? (
Whoa)
If you're not tryna go big,
please don't talk to me (woah) Matter of fact,
I heard you're the wig,
please don't talk to me Please don't talk to me Matter of fact,
please don't walk to me I'm a grind hard,
'cause I still got folks in the trap house packin' the broccoli
Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the trap,
yeah Still got folks in the trap house Say a little prayer for the
trap, yeah Imma grind hard,
can't tap out Still got folks in the trap house Trap
house, trap house Say a little prayer for the trap, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): William Leonard Roberts, Bryan Williams, Karim Kharbouch, Orlando Jahlil Tucker
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