[Chorus]
[?] Didn't get the phone
I missed four fucks, that's 200 bones
Told that dumb bitch, "Get out my home"
Put the bitch in the grass like a garden gnome
This a Benz truck, it's not a Jeep
I'm so high like Lil Peep
I'm so high like Juice WRLD
AAAAAAAAH
Walk in the trap like AHH
Walk in the trap and flip the whole fuckin' bag

[Verse 1]
(Trapaholics)
(Real trap shit)
Yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Been the same n***a since a little boy
All these n***as talkin', tell 'em stop the noise
I walk in the trap, I kick in the door
I grab the fork, I grab the bowl
My bitch mad, tell her cut the sto'
Cook so much, broke the wholе stove
I'm the freshеst n***a that you ever saw
So fresh, dressed like I broke the law
Break a n***as neck, break a n***as jaw
Hit a n***a so hard, break his whole jaw
I snap a lil' n***a's whole neck
I flip a n***a like a Tech Deck
Trap so hard, I broke the stove
Trap so hard, kick in the door
[Verse 2]
So fresh a n***a might run for president
I get mad money, that shit evident
Trap so hard, leave no evidence
N***a hating on me, but he ain't relevant
I got more bitches than Bernie Mac
Don't know a n***a, can't give him dap
That bitch wasn't with me when I was in the trap
That bitch wouldn't eat that, she better trap
I trap so hard I have two phones
These broke n***as need to leave me alone
I'm not a banker, can't give you a loan
I was in the streets, you got a student loan
I like a dumb bitch with a fat ass
I done sold molly, I done sold glass
Sold a n***a molly, it was really glass

[Verse 3]
I walk in the trap, I grab the scale
Grab the bags, grab the dope
Ran out of dope; grab the soap
Bitch knockin, get the door
Got 3 for 20s, got 5 for 4
If I ran out of I dope, I better pray to God
I might ran out of I dope, I won't get a job
I can sell dope anywhere I go
Sell a penguin dope in the north pole
I sell that shit rain, sleet, or snow
N***a, blow my money on [?]
I got my first oxy pill from my mom
I don't think I can get a job
I fuck a n***a bitch even though it feel wrong
I'm rappin' like Tupac on this song
RIP Tupac, that n***a's gone
If he was here though he couldn't make this song
I rap better than Kendrick Lamar
I rap better than J Cole
I rap better than Biggie Smalls
My first plug gave me two 8-balls
Rick Owens on, I didn't get it at the mall
I'm the freshest n***a you ever saw
Freshest n***a that came from the 203
N***a, play with your bitch, don't play with me
Break a n***a jaw, knock out all his teeth
[Chorus]
I [?] my bitch, didn't get the phone
I missed four fucks, that's 200 bones
Told that dumb bitch, "Get out my home"
Put the bitch in the grass like a garden gnome
This a Benz truck, it's not a Jeep
I'm so high like Lil Peep
I'm so high like Juice WRLD
AHH
Walk in the trap like AHH
Walk in the trap I flip the whole fuckin' bag

[Verse 4]
Walk in the Gucci store, buy what I want
I don't look at the fucking tag
Like Gucci Mane in '06
Gucci shoes, kick a bitch right out the whip
Louie V signs on both wrists
Sippin so much, I got purple piss

[Outro]
Yeah
AHH