#Bandgang #Shredgang Biggs
In Love With The Trap
[Intro: Esco Best Dro]
It's Esco...Best Dro
RIP Jack n***a
I'm on my Mob shit
[Verse 1: Esco Best Dro]
Don't mention my name if you ain't talking bout a brick
80 a cup, you can't afford the shit I sip
Whip game stupid, you can blame it on the risk
Taking chances, taking risks, that's what got me all this shit
Now I'm finna take a trip, double up my money
Real street n***a, my whole city love me
If by day you a hating n***a still couldn't touch me
Got some Dutches right now, wish a n***a still fucking
Now ain't that something, how I turned nothing to something
You n***as be bluffing, try me and I'm bussin'
Don't do no clutching, whip out like it's nothing
Now you all stretched out over a whole bunch of nothing
The reason why they hating cause these n***as going broke
Fucking other n***as bitches, man I'm on the road
If I ain't in the trap, then I'ma get it on the road
Don't answer my phone, pull up in your area code
[Hook: Esco Best Dro]
I'm in love with the trap n***a
Ion't fuck with rap n***as
I really push packs n***a
Stop lying in your raps n***a
(x2)
[Verse 2: BandGang Biggs]
Come on nah!
Really out here swerving in them whips you can't cash
Everybody staring at the whip when I come past
I'm a D boy really getting to them bands ain't no IOU for nothing I need my shit in advance
Do you got the loud? That's some shit you can't ask hit the mall grab some funny looking shit you can't swag
Killas pull up on you hopping out with black masks all that loud mouth and tough talking get your man's stabbed
Don't be saying bullshit you can wake up and die
I can't go to sleep if I can't wake up with 5
Watch the news say my prayers roll a blunt up at 5
Think I'm Neal Armstrong I'm so mofuckin' high
I'm so mofuckin' fly if I jump I'm still fly
I get em' for the low and sell em' to you for the high
My Cali plug cost and he'll send em' right now
Man I need them bitches right nah
[Hook: Esco Best Dro]
I'm in love with the trap n***a
Ion't fuck with rap n***as
I really push packs n***a
Stop lying in your raps n***a
(x2)
[Verse 3: Esco Best Dro]
Smoking on loud, Backwoods stuffed with Cookies
Pull up fresh, knock your bitch if she looking
My bitch bad, looking like she need a Whoopie
Glock on me, you better watch how you looking
Cup full of lean, drinking straight with no ice
Call me Bob Barker my Price is Right
Send that money right now, and you can get it overnight
N***as just be talking, I really live that life
800 a brick, n***as better get your count up
If it ain't 'bout money, then you better get from round us
We play with them 30's, boy you better put them stunts up
Just bought a K, it'll shut a whole block up
Play with my n***a, leave you stuffed like a turkey
Ain't talking 'bout call, when I hit you with that birdie
Go to sleep late but I wake up early
In love with the trap cause this shit was made for me
[Hook: Esco Best Dro]
I'm in love with the trap n***a
Ion't fuck with rap n***as
I really push packs n***a
Stop lying in your raps n***a
(x2)