P.O.T.

Trap House cost a Benz (trap)
Poppin locks and flippin' Benz
Popping out my Timbs (my Timbs)
Wiping off my lease
I'm trying to concentrate on sins (sins)

Just heard my dawg voice he goin' hard in that Pin (Dawg)
Ion fuck on friends I give em' hugs on the way in (oohohooh)
I'm from Conley I be honest and to be in (be honest)
We don't fuck on friends, we fuck on fine shit (fine shit)

I came up from no Prezi levelled to surprises (yeah)
They can't never show a backend cuz they lyin'
Casamigos met her friend and now I'm divin' in

Money don't grow on trees
Cheesin' wit the rose gold teeth
7.62 take the hair off that baby
You thought it grew out alopecia (god damn)
Run up a check and I'm standing on business
I turn up her Ion go to the creek (standing on)
I heard them boys like to fly
Used to go to the ground we keep it on fleek (huuh)

Young nigga playin' wit a check
It's 2000 dollars we put on a tee
448 From RARI Keep it 1000 cost a fee
This a Import that baby loaded like a Bentley
You know Ian talm 'bout me

I'm in New York like a Panda (Panda)
Co keep them bands like he Santa (Santa)
Chopper sound like a piano
Red beam on that boy you can play like you run-up
But you gone be running wit Prancer
Lemme sip on that Fanta (ice)
Then she fuck like the?

Trap House cost a Benz (trap)
Poppin locks and flippin' Benz
Popping out my Timbs (Timbs)
Wiping off my lease
I'm trying to concentrate on sins (sins)

Just heard my dawg voice he goin' hard in that Pin (Dawgs)
Ion fuck on friends I give em' hugs on the way in (oohohooh)
I'm from Conley I be honest and to be in (be honest)
We don't fuck on friends, we fuck on fine shit (fine shit)
I came up from no Prezi levelled to surprises (yeeah)

Iced out Rollie like Gunna Prezi, it's timeless (Gunna Wunna)
Cuff yo hoe don't want this thot then come and find the bitch

Rose Gold Championship Rings (Rose)
Pour up a four of that Lean (four)
Nigga wit some Chrome Heart Jeans
Nigga talm bout Ice and they freeze (brr)
I'ma leave em where he can't breathe (brrrr)
Top shelf rockin' BBs (got it)
Walk 'em down me and my Ps (wooo)

Big check
Heard you want problems where the stick at?
Go put a dime where they chew at
Where I come from yeah I do get back
Chasin' Dolla signs go hit the block with a big bag

You a gangsta den prove it
None of this shit be new to me
See my bitch in Poochie
Diamonds ain't nun you ain't foolin' me

I be rollin' (rollin')
Like my dawg like borex
My bitch like Kelly Rowland (Rowland)
457 I'm rollin'

Trap House cost a Benz (trap)
Poppin locks and flippin' Benz
Popping out my Timbs (Timbs)
Wiping off my lease
I'm trying to concentrate on sins (sins)

Just heard my dawg voice he goin' hard in that Pin (Dawgs)
Ion fuck on friends I give em' hugs on the way in (oohohooh)
I'm from Conley I be honest and to be in (be honest)
We don't fuck on friends, we fuck on fine shit (fine shit)
I came up from no Prezi levelled to surprises (yeeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Semaja Zair Render, Thomas Insana, Kevin Andre Richardson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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