Trap
(Damn, I'm lost in the soss)
Jelly, Jelly
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ayy, ayy
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Got a couple niggas, they will kill you for a stash
Know a couple bitches, hold the cash and hold the straps (whew)
Where the bags at, I'm shooting dice up in the trap (dice)
Where the cash at, my niggas rob you for your bags
I ain't talking to you, unless you got some tits and ass (god damn)
Fucking up the money, now I'm bout to fucking spazz
Got a play for a nigga, with all types of straps (40, 40)
I could meet you in the guts
I'll send it across the map (just pull up)
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Nigga say he trap, but his phone never ring
Plenty bells of this gas, I'ma sell some weed
Four hundred forty eight grand, that ain't shit to me
And these chains on my neck, feel like Mr. T
In my trap house, jumping niggas every week
And your bitch call my phone, cause she fuck with me
I just give that bitch some dick and let her smoke my weed
I'm a villain but that 30 ride under seat
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the gas)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map (40)
(Damn, I'm lost in the soss)
(Ahh shit)
Jelly, Jelly
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ayy, ayy
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Got a couple niggas, they will kill you for a stash
Know a couple bitches, hold the cash and hold the straps (whew)
Where the bags at, I'm shooting dice up in the trap (dice)
Where the cash at, my niggas rob you for your bags
I ain't talking to you, unless you got some tits and ass (god damn)
Fucking up the money, now I'm bout to fucking spazz
Got a play for a nigga, with all types of straps (40, 40)
I could meet you in the guts
I'll send it across the map (just pull up)
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Nigga say he trap, but his phone never ring
Plenty bells of this gas, I'ma sell some weed
Four hundred forty eight grand, that ain't shit to me
And these chains on my neck, feel like Mr. T
In my trap house, jumping niggas every week
And your bitch call my phone, cause she fuck with me
I just give that bitch some dick and let her smoke my weed
I'm a villain but that 30 ride under seat
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the bags)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map
Posted in the trap, 40 on my right lap (40)
Yeah you know I'm on the bullshit
I ain't with the cap (why you capping)
Couple bags, in the backend all up in the trap (where the gas)
Got a nigga buying pistols, right across the map (40)
(Damn, I'm lost in the soss)
(Ahh shit)
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Writer(s): Jordan Timothy Jenks, Justin Elkins, Terry Frazier
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