All Trap Money

All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money

Tell me what you want and I can show you where its at
I can bring it to you're door you can pull up to the trap
Got some bitches on the team nigga all they do is trap
I got some shooters on the team nigga all they do is clap
And if you talking cocaine I got it 32 flat
But if the feds listening nigga all we do is rap
I heard them crackers wanted me and all my niggas got me tripping
Heard the jackers want a piece of all this dough that I been getting
Check my wrist I been whipping
Check my wrist I been whipping
I can't leave the crib without that thang on me
I aint slipping
Tryna whip me up a Rarri tryna whip me up a ticket boy
Let my momma tell it this aint living
This aint living

All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money

Look check my resume and it'll tell you what im bout
I put the dope up on the block
And sold it out when its a drought
Doubled up from 7 grams im serving junkies at my aunties house
Went and copped a hammer
Now I dare a nigga to try me now
Money on my mind when a nigga wake up
Thank god for the A1 think about the days I aint had nothing
Sitting on the block tryna get my cake up
Ill be damned if a nigga be a crash dummy
Dump that off white flip that pack
Dump that double up get it right back
Niggas talk that dope they aint with it like that
Real recognize real you aint living like that
Me I be still in the trap love to keep baking new pies
Professional whipping the crack scraping the dope off the sides
My cuticles full of the residue
Lock it up in the pot and I never loose
Open up shop then the butter move
I take over yo block with 100 goons

All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
All trap money nigga
Mutha fuck the other side
All my niggas selling dope and pimpin
Fuck a 9 to 5
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money
Pack money Crack money
All we do is stack money
All my niggas ATM'n
Thats that all trap money



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Writer(s): Juan Fortiz
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