[Hook: Shift]
Cah I love this dough, cah I love this money
Yeah I swear it's all mad, I could never be bummy
So happy I'm trappy, new packs too stacky
N***as be broke, they ain't really too trappy
Like they just talk, like they just chat
They ain't ever been a trap, they don't bag no packs

[Verse 1: Shift]
I walked up and down looking for cats
That's all for the racks
But [?] too low so nobody knows
Trap mash get dough
[?] for something that blows
Slap it off hella man 10 toes
You left your darg I thought you were bros
Who the fuck knows
Like mister, your main man's getting uck off your sister
Yeah I swear it's all mad
My man was looking all sad
He phone his mum like a cab
All now he still thinks that he's bad
He don't know what I've got in my bag
Had to dip a man then do a dab
Cut him up like I stepped on a crab
[Verse 2: Karma]
I was tryna get bread you was tryna get head instead
Trap diddy got techs on deck
Get gwop get bread
Go grab a munch from the chip shop but the chips them weren't leng
This ain't food ain't like the food that I get
Nah this food ain't peng
Yutes chat shit tell 'em do a ting when he's ready like I don't need to ask man when
Fuck this n***a might have to blast this n***a
Or I might have to blast his friend
Oh my gosh kitty cats on my block
Out 'ere and I'm tryna get lots
Yeah I love this spot swear fam it come like cunch
Nuff kitties them want rocks
Ring trap diddy
Ring trap trap diddy trap phone ring and it just don't stop
Justget money I just wanna get that gwop
Buss a couple shots on their block
Yeah I love that spot
Fuck another opp on the block
I'm the only fucking opp
Done said shit then what
Dip another opp boy what
Fuck them opps
I ain't ever ran from a n***a but I ran from jakes and cops
Holla SP, holla at Buj and that or I holla at Yardsz and Stockz
Everyting's kushky round here nuff food there like a market shop
And I get nuff of that good [?] then I cum loud like a gun get shot
I don't care about no opps
What, swerve on a opp get boxed
Buj got link for the Glocks, SP got link for the swords
Me, I'm the one that bangs and bores
Dip a man down of course
G brings sticks on the ride no horse
See? Slap that mash of course
On my ones, I don't need no force
Street rules got the laws enforced
Everyone talk like they marry that queen but true say I ain't divorced
No you can't take my bitch no way get whipped with the stick no thoughts
I don't care for a hater
I just care about money that paper
I roll them buddies in paper
Rest in peace for a yat no chaser
Throw a big boy in the graveyard
Rest in peace Young Weezy
But you know I'm easy
As long as them bitches need me
Giving Dee Dee alla this D D
I bang taps all the time Young Jeezy
The opps they're way too speedy
And I get way too weedy
This [?] come buddy, but it come way too cheesy
And the amni smells too piff, how can it smell so reeky?
I wanna do OT daily, n***as tryna do that weekly
Now you don't trap you just wander around like you move like Stevie
Pussio n***a you neeky
You're lucky your sister's fleeky
Freaky cos I woulda bun man's smokey
Smoke man like I smoke that OG
I sip [?] not codeine
2 bitches wan' bone me
Seen nuff feds on the main by Greggs and I still get smokey
Smoke amm to the dome man dopey
Get top from her tonsils slowly
Stop, then I puff amm [?]
[Hook: Shift]
Cah I love this dough, cah I love this money
Yeah I swear it's all mad, I could never be bummy
So happy I'm trappy, new packs too stacky
N***as be broke, they ain't really too trappy
Like they just talk, like they just chat
They ain't ever been a trap, they don't bag no packs