(Intro)
Trapping bussing head's in each and every way
N***a you a fake just like a renegade
Move to the south I gotta hit the interstate
And we just trapping everyday, aye aye

(Hook)
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)
Moving them packs and we flipping zip's
Gotta few bitche's they sucking dick
Over time hustle with no sleep
Counting up bitch's like white sheep
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)
Moving them packs and we flipping zip's
Gotta few bitche's they sucking dick
Over time hustle with no sleep
Counting up bitch's like white sheep, That's in my house
(Royce J : Verse 1)
Mina Ja Twa with bottles I can't get enough
Over seas she cuban be out In the cuts
Flippin ounces while she water whip the stove (Eh, eh, eh)
Boy you steady hurting daily begging n***as for a loan
She say she gotta friend I might pullout a persian rug
Champagne bottles sipping slowly
Then you know she down to fuck
Like a marching band Im steady getting trumpet blown
Started going in her DM's I just had to take her home
Trap queen, Never had it but kristina had them gadgets
Never meant for this to come but she balling like the Mavericks
Pullup - Ina - Gotti - Now she wanna have my kids
I said this a 2 door coop I can not fit in all yo friends
You just need to show me if your ready for this lifestyle
Come across a couple rivals
Money comes and goes again I would've thought it was a cycle
Fire up that hookah
Bad bitch and she'll shoot cha
Steppin outta like we just my grab a couple Rugers
Only time is wasted getting to the benjamins only
I got it loaded on my waist I keep it rendering on me
(Hook)
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)
Moving them packs and we flipping zip's
Gotta few bitche's they sucking dick
Over time hustle with no sleep
Counting up bitch's like white sheep
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)
Moving them packs and we flipping zip's
Gotta few bitche's they sucking dick
Over time hustle with no sleep
Counting up bitch's like white sheep, That's in my house
(Amaru : Verse 2)
Thats in my house, Thats in my house
Stacking blue hundreds man you know what im about
Gotta couple Foreign's with some roses on the couch
And she wanna have my kids but they're going in her mouth
Aye, Champagne with that Ice
Always gotta live right
Floating over every n***a soaring like a kite
And yo girl is with it then she might just get the pipe
If she living over seas then we'll have to catch a flight
Thats, Thats to her house
Taking off her blouse
Swimming in her ocean feeling fishy call me clouse
Baby told me damn, You are what you talking bout
Then I Put her on her knees, say she like living down south
(Royce J) Thats, Thats in my house
Sliding through some things, That you never have them
Come in with that presidential John Adams
Danny on these foo's turn em into Phantoms
This is Crown Dinero its our fucking anthem
(Hook)
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)
Moving them packs and we flipping zip's
Gotta few bitche's they sucking dick
Over time hustle with no sleep
Counting up bitch's like white sheep
That's in my house, eh eh (x4)