Trap Trap Trap Shit N***a (4x)

[Frenchyy]
I'll smoke a n***a like a Newport, n***as
Acting hard but they to soft, choppa knock
A fuck n***a shoes off

Bitch I'm lit I came from the bricks snappin like a bihh
He a pussy pass that boy a pack actin like a bitch
All that mugging you ain't shakin nothin boy get off my dick
I can't trust'em he workin for them raiders he gone get me blitz
In that foreign trynna do the dash bitch get out my way
Issa stolo hol up chase'em tag'em cause we gone have to race Aquafina frenchyy bitch I'm droppin water on dat door
Playin wit these bitches you gone fuck around and get exposed imma young fly n***a got them robins wit them wings
Got the key wit that pistol shoot a n***a where he dream
All dat trappin wit them automatics fuckin up the scene
Finger for da pistol like Rhianna make a n***a sing
Aye heard he a hoe grab them poles we gone let'em blow
That n***a dead cut his head leave it at his toes
He kno a freak she'll fuck ya den put ya to sleep
I'm from the streets n***as 13 toatin heat
All I know is go I can't never see me goin broke
Said he want a show I need 5 hunnit for I hit the door
Said he want a feature I need 200 for dat bitch
Yeen talkin bout no money bitch den I can't comprehend
Dope boy I was raised round dope
My uncle used to sell dope offa flip phones
Broke boy and that cha forevea be
The told me keep on grindin chase that money jit don't neva sleep
GANG

[Chours]
Hangin out dem wndows wit dem choppas out, a hunnit round drum we might it yo hive, you say you getting money that's a word a mouth, better hope you got yo toolie cause we bangin out (2x)


[Ruger]
Run in side yo house and lay you down like a door map
Anybody move put that pump right where yo nose at
I'm gone hit these room where that money and that dope at
Savage up that tool make that n***a run a 4 flat
Wit that 4 4 let it go let it blow aimin at his fro
Catch me at the store whip it rope sellin heavy snow
We find out you troll my young n***as hit you wit a pole
Jits be slagging 9 plus them jits be sellin heavy jo's
Imma dog if he gotta check imma go and fetch at his neck
Playin wit my bread I'm knockin off his head
Where he lay that's where he gone stay I make sure he dead
Better pray bitch bout everyday ruger don't catch his ass
At the light I look to my left I look to my right
Bright as ice see some pretty shit and she lookin nice and for the night I might nail her ass if the pussy tight
At my shows hoes be on my dick when I be on the mic
Yo momma ducked and yo daddy ducked boy they raised a Gucci
In the coup smoking fruit chasin up a look
Road runnin I be road runnin chasin after blues you a bitch you a fuck n***a I should punish you


[Chours]
Hangin out dem wndows wit dem choppas out, a hunnit round drum we might it yo hive, you say you getting money that's a word a mouth, better hope you got yo toolie cause we bangin out (4x)


Trap Trap Trap Shit N***a (4x)

[Frenchyy]
I'll smoke a n***a like a Newport, n***as
Acting hard but they to soft, choppa knock
A fuck n***a shoes off