Where it's at

Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Yeah you know at the trap

Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where its at
Yeah man

Yeah the whole community
Thinking I'm all troublesome
If you think that's a lot
I'll hit you with another one
'Cause know you want another front
But you freaking got to pay up for the last one
And I'll pop like bubble gum
'Cause you got the pack of pack of backwoods roll another bunt

And you know by the highway is the factory
If you work for that and you know you never get that back for me
If you freakin' get the trap
And you get that ain't okay
But you know you might even get that for free
Because I know what I'm saying
And I learned a lot from Uncle Master P
And the power of Christ compels

Cause, you know I have to tell you
Tell my whole set that you know we yelling blasphemy
Yeah they gonna call her coffee cake
I call her honey bun
Police wanna ask me where the fuck I get my money from
Then I have to tell him that I won another jackpot
If you fuckin' think I freakin' got it from the stash spot

Man you fuckin' tripping if you think my ideas crackpot
But you know the case fuckin' set up like Matlock
And the Great Burmbino told those kids at the Sandlot
'Cause you know there's more than that
Then that brick you slang with the heavyweights
And you know I need a vacation
Call me Mr. Chevy Chase

'Cause I know you freaking hearing
Freakin got the block subwoof hitting heavy bass
Yeah on the grind everyday, never play
'Cause you know it comes to the drug game
Can I play, never play with that shit
'Cause I know the ancient days we're freakin' ancient wake
You know you freakin' tell you let me take a break
You know I'm gonna break you off something
Who the fuck is bumpin'?

Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Yeah you know at the trap

Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Where it's at
Yeah, man at the trap