[Intro]
(Whoo whoo whoo whoo
Shabazz n*gga
Aye turn me up turk)
Whoo whoo
Whoo whoo whoo

[Hook]
(Shabazz n*gga)
N*ggas snakes better watch how you move
Bro Christian Lous drop the trap in the stu
Designer drugs on me everything new
Keep it on me I got too much to lose
Glock 23 on me in a new coupe
That b*tch a drop top bro shoot out the roof
Ar pistol two tone just like my jewels

I'm in the trap with the shooters[x5]
This a glizzy not a ruger I gave that sh*t to my shooter
I'm in the trap with the shooters[x2]

[Verse 1]
These givenchy not medusas
True to my religion n*gga no Buddha
Bro on probation he still with the shooters
Knockin them packs out like im Zab Judah
Teachin n*ggas just like I was a tutor
Im in the club send my shooter through uber
I get them bags then I move em
Deliver them pies like I'm pizza movers
I got them bags
Young n*gga really came from trappin the swag
I got the cash
Pull up to the trap spot just to count up my cash
I got yo b*tch
She on my phone and she keep telling me she need d*ck
I got the stick
Pull up on my side i swear to god my dog gon hit
[Hook]
N*ggas snakes better watch how you move
Bro Christian Lous drop the trap in the stu
Designer drugs on me everything new
Keep it on me I got too much to lose
Glock 23 on me in a new coupe
That b*tch a drop top bro shoot out the roof
Ar pistol two tone just like my jewels

I'm in the trap with the shooters[x5]
This a glizzy not a ruger I gave that sh*t to my shooter
I'm in the trap with the shooters[x2]

[Verse 2]
Knock the pack out just like I'm Barry Bonds
Stepped in the club and I smell like a bomb
Bought a choppa n*gga f*ck a alarm
Pop me three percocets Manny off bars
2017 the year of the dons
That boy blew up like Saddam
I invested five arms
Plug throw me gas on the arm
Talkin OG he got farms
Flew to Vegas you know I get it gone
I'm in the club and your b*tch on my arm
"Double R" I got your b*tch seeing stars
Hold on bro, he keep tryn hop out the car
Put a hundred rounds in the AR
F*ck 12 free Lil Mar!
Ty in the club rolling gas off a bar
Had too much to drink I can't drive the car
Pop me two percocets now I'm on Mars
How that's your brother and he watch you starve?
Don't trust these b*tches only trust my dons
Palace my shirt and Supreme on my arm
I got real OG's rest in peace Bob
Og Dolla do the dash in the car
[Hook]
N*ggas snakes better watch how you move
Bro Christian Lous drop the trap in the stu
Designer drugs on me everything new
Keep it on me I got too much to lose
Glock 23 on me in a new coupe
That b*tch a drop top bro shoot out the roof
Ar pistol two tone just like my jewels

I'm in the trap with the shooters[x5]
This a glizzy not a ruger I gave that sh*t to my shooter
I'm in the trap with the shooters[x2]