Die Inna Trap
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea
Yea yea yea
Yea choppa cross my shoulders just like Call Of Duty
All I do is hang with shooters
All I do is hang with gangbangers and them murderers
We be stepping on these niggas for fun I know you heard of us
He trying shit we quick to take his life like we some burglars bitch
Quick to hop out with that stick
Rude put 30 on his glick
I can't go out like no sack
Glock with 50 and that switch like that bitch straight from the raq
Trying to run inside this house that boy gone die off in the trap
He ain't never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
He ain't never been outside I can tell by how he rap
I be with the grim reaper but I'm getting these niggas wrapped
I know where that money at like that shit on Google Maps
I know niggas catching bodies for real no profile on a app
I don't need no bottle water in the chaingang it was tap
Yea, nigga tried to step on my stepper and the nigga got stepped on
I jus copped a pint but I ain't want to sip cause it wasn't red ugh
I had to cut the bitch off when I hit the first night she ain't do what I said
I just came in for the head not the sex
She miss the Uber she using her legs
Hit at the Hilton ain't talking Perez
Yea I get the cash then sped fuck up the tires I'm burning the thread
I'm ducking the county and dodging the feds
I went down the road lil nigga I had to use my head
We was fighting with knives and locks and shit aint have no lead
He play with the gang then we leaving him dead
I'm standing on business I said what I said bitch
John Madden I got the hit stick
Dime package I send a whole blitz
Choppa cross my shoulders just like Call Of Duty
All I do is hang with shooters
All I do is hang with gangbangers and them murderers
We be stepping on these niggas for fun I know you heard of us
He trying shit we quick to take his life like we some burglars bitch
Quick to hop out with that stick
Rude put 30 on his glick
I can't go out like no sack
Glock with 50 and that switch like that bitch straight from the raq
Trying to run inside this house that boy gone die off in the trap
He ain't never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
He ain't never been outside I can tell by how he rap
I be with the grim reaper but I'm getting these niggas wrapped
I can tell that nigga cap but that ain't my business yea no bap
Roll that nigga like some dice take his ass up off the map
When it's time to slide leave yo phone at home like dat shit tapped
I been traumatized I took percocets to help me nap
4 duece double O nigga what's poppin?
My niggas quick to go slide no problem Lux Montana I feel like John Gotti
Hop in that coupe leave smoke behind me
Give a fuck bout a nigga he not supposed to like me
I got 30 milligrams of dope inside me
(Fuck you talking bout nigga?) I got 30 milligrams of dope inside me
He ain never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
YS yea
Nigga die in the street nigga die in the trap
Nigga broke as hell nigga I'm just rappin facts
I just shot a Nigga the other day in a scat
Paid like 3k just to get it wrapped
niggas be broke as hell I ain't feeling that yea
Niggas know I'm having plenty racks
I'm with Madd we might fuck a nigga bitch don't give her back
All these racks up in these purple jeans I can't help but sag
Nigga try YS nigga man already know nigga went out bad yea
Leave a nigga sad RIP
Last nigga tried me it was a man down he in the street yea
Another body bag yea
I pop Percocet for lunch and dinner
Nigga get to dying nigga ain't no accidental
Always kept my pistol I want all the smoke like Nigga pass the bristle
Too many bitches I already hit em
Nigga don't want no smoke with us my bro might shoot a missile
We be dropping opp niggas and we fuck they sisters
Niggas jus be cappin on instrumentals
I don't even gotta do shit bet my youngin go hit em
My young nigga go get em
Yea fuck it Nigga like hoes?
Send a Thot she drop that load yea we did em yea no kidding
Yea Yea yea YS
Big bag yea ya whole gang nigga toe tag
Nigga can't come to the block that nigga ain't got no hall pass
Six figure nigga but i still dress up in all black
Gang that's him man
Yea yea yea
Yea
Yea yea yea
Yea choppa cross my shoulders just like Call Of Duty
All I do is hang with shooters
All I do is hang with gangbangers and them murderers
We be stepping on these niggas for fun I know you heard of us
He trying shit we quick to take his life like we some burglars bitch
Quick to hop out with that stick
Rude put 30 on his glick
I can't go out like no sack
Glock with 50 and that switch like that bitch straight from the raq
Trying to run inside this house that boy gone die off in the trap
He ain't never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
He ain't never been outside I can tell by how he rap
I be with the grim reaper but I'm getting these niggas wrapped
I know where that money at like that shit on Google Maps
I know niggas catching bodies for real no profile on a app
I don't need no bottle water in the chaingang it was tap
Yea, nigga tried to step on my stepper and the nigga got stepped on
I jus copped a pint but I ain't want to sip cause it wasn't red ugh
I had to cut the bitch off when I hit the first night she ain't do what I said
I just came in for the head not the sex
She miss the Uber she using her legs
Hit at the Hilton ain't talking Perez
Yea I get the cash then sped fuck up the tires I'm burning the thread
I'm ducking the county and dodging the feds
I went down the road lil nigga I had to use my head
We was fighting with knives and locks and shit aint have no lead
He play with the gang then we leaving him dead
I'm standing on business I said what I said bitch
John Madden I got the hit stick
Dime package I send a whole blitz
Choppa cross my shoulders just like Call Of Duty
All I do is hang with shooters
All I do is hang with gangbangers and them murderers
We be stepping on these niggas for fun I know you heard of us
He trying shit we quick to take his life like we some burglars bitch
Quick to hop out with that stick
Rude put 30 on his glick
I can't go out like no sack
Glock with 50 and that switch like that bitch straight from the raq
Trying to run inside this house that boy gone die off in the trap
He ain't never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
He ain't never been outside I can tell by how he rap
I be with the grim reaper but I'm getting these niggas wrapped
I can tell that nigga cap but that ain't my business yea no bap
Roll that nigga like some dice take his ass up off the map
When it's time to slide leave yo phone at home like dat shit tapped
I been traumatized I took percocets to help me nap
4 duece double O nigga what's poppin?
My niggas quick to go slide no problem Lux Montana I feel like John Gotti
Hop in that coupe leave smoke behind me
Give a fuck bout a nigga he not supposed to like me
I got 30 milligrams of dope inside me
(Fuck you talking bout nigga?) I got 30 milligrams of dope inside me
He ain never shot nobody I can tell that nigga cap
YS yea
Nigga die in the street nigga die in the trap
Nigga broke as hell nigga I'm just rappin facts
I just shot a Nigga the other day in a scat
Paid like 3k just to get it wrapped
niggas be broke as hell I ain't feeling that yea
Niggas know I'm having plenty racks
I'm with Madd we might fuck a nigga bitch don't give her back
All these racks up in these purple jeans I can't help but sag
Nigga try YS nigga man already know nigga went out bad yea
Leave a nigga sad RIP
Last nigga tried me it was a man down he in the street yea
Another body bag yea
I pop Percocet for lunch and dinner
Nigga get to dying nigga ain't no accidental
Always kept my pistol I want all the smoke like Nigga pass the bristle
Too many bitches I already hit em
Nigga don't want no smoke with us my bro might shoot a missile
We be dropping opp niggas and we fuck they sisters
Niggas jus be cappin on instrumentals
I don't even gotta do shit bet my youngin go hit em
My young nigga go get em
Yea fuck it Nigga like hoes?
Send a Thot she drop that load yea we did em yea no kidding
Yea Yea yea YS
Big bag yea ya whole gang nigga toe tag
Nigga can't come to the block that nigga ain't got no hall pass
Six figure nigga but i still dress up in all black
Gang that's him man
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Writer(s): Arick Mackins
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