[Verse 1: Trappintori]
She tryna fuck wit the gang onna weekends, but we only do onna weekdays
Cause n***as be talkin' to much onna internet, its like a keyboard they embrace
I’m at the top, but they to see me fall, like a domino except the holidays
We hang at the trap, you n***as is lame, you hangin' out right at the Commonplace
I got the bag, then i trade it to mac, Cause you know we gotta get in first
I took yo bitch, she said "it was nothing", now she inna back doing reverse
These n***as is hoes, these n***as is bitches, I feel like these n***as gon' rehearse
They want me to pass. so i'm in my bag, but n***a i still want a reward

[Chorus: Trappintori]
We gon' deposit the bank
You know that I stay by the safe
You know i'm gon' keep a k
Came up from eating fillet
Now we t'up wit the bros
Now we get green and the bank
N***as just hate for the fame
Smokin' on Cookie and dank

[Verse 2: Trappintori]
Back to the basics, now I gotta start again, kickin' shit like rondo
And this ain't a game, so if you start dissing, then you gettin' stepped on by honcho
I'm nice wit the rapping, I keep yo hoe wet, now you know we all need poncho
I'm gettin' the cream, you get gettin' the cheese, but real life you know ain't nachos
I want the smoke
I want the smoke
This ain't a game, if you diss you get choked
Smoking on cookie smoking on rose
N***as be dissing know they ain't bold
You know i got the choppas
You know i be like a doctor
Prescribing pills to oppers
Fuck around and hit a opper
I came up from nothing, but pennies, and dollar
You eating steak, I was eating mcdonalds
I can't let em win, rip to the fallen
And free all my n***as, they juggin', and calling
Finesse the whip, just to get inna wraith
We hadda go, and hit stains onna jakes
That's on my momma, you n***as is fake
And free my big brother, they framed his whole face

[Verse 2: Tyi2x]
I cannot leave the trap, without my glizzy, I just got den***d
Imma deposit the bank, while you yell on the phone, and continue to type on computers
Said he wanted smoke, so I pulled up with Draco’s, he tried to shoot back with the 9 in his ruger
You beef with the gang, I just crashed the whip, I’m on my way and I just caught a uber
N***as gon' hate, deposit the bank, You want a feature better come with the dough
I need a roll, you n***as be rapping for free, in return your career moving slow
What do you know, blowin' up a bitch phone, while she stuck in traffic giving dome
This busta ain’t go no game, left a voicemail like “please baby come home”
Imma real n***a, so I do not care I’m breaking her back, while I’m pulling her hair
I am a pimp, you are a square
These racks in my jeans, they do not compare
Smoking gelato smell it in the air
Come through my city, you gon' pay a fair
We shoot the air, if he gonna stare
You get what I’m saying, he can’t come through here
Uh
All of my n***as is savages, all of my n***as be clapping shit
We fuck on your bitch, and she average I just want the throat you can have your chick
I don’t do disses I am not having it, he disappear like a magic trick
Now that n***a on the news, first 48 he was just rapping shit
I get the bag, in came in all black with a pistol, and a keyword
It’s back to the trap, load into the Mac, we finna turn him to a t shirt
I get the check, by any means, I don’t care who gets hurt
Lil bro, pop out with that steal, and he ain’t getting no return