[Intro: Soulja Boy]
Draco
What?
What?
Ayy

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Bad bitch slidin' in a pink Phantom
Straight drop deuce, n***a play, flip him like a channel
Ooh, eggroll blunt, phew, can't breathe
I don't fuck with opps, frrt, switch on n***as, keep my heat (Switch, n***a)

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Ridin' with my pistol and my chopper in a black Phantom
Pushin' on these n***as with these sticks, I ain't even askin'
Spinnin' on these n***as, no cap, I need some questions answered
Quickdraw with that stick, ask about me in west side Atlanta (Zone 1)
Shoutout to my wrist, goddamn, all my diamonds dancing
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter

[Verse 3: Tadoe]
In the trap, we got work, yeah, them dirty dishes (Let's get it)
We can't fuck with that jerk 'cause I heard he snitching (Huh?)
We the Glo, we get dough, fuckin' all the bitches (Glo)
On the road doin' shows, stackin' all the riches (Go)
On my end, kill a n***a playin' both sides (Grrah)
I'm locked in, so you know that the rope tied (Tied)
Put that switch on his ass, now he deep fried (Deep fried)
N***a, you ain't talkin' racks, n***a, be quiet
With the gang, throwin' B's at the beehive (Go)
Put that belt to that ass, yeah, that behind (Grrah)
N***as woof on the net, in person, be kind (Huh?)
N***as know we get bands, we gon' be fine (Let's get it)

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter