Mouse In the Trap
[Intro]
(Fifty Grand)
(It's Surreal Gang lil bitch, haha)
Woo, woo (Yuh-ah)
(Ah) Woo (Ahh)
Woo
[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yeah
This bitch wit me a slut (Slut, yeah)
We do not like n***as, them shots at yo window, them n***as, they need to wake up (Up, yeah)
I say, "Go turn a n***a to dust"
He go turn that n***a to dust (Dust, yeah)
I need a A.P. flood
We tryna see some blood
He carrying nine shots like its enough, (It's Surreal Gang lil bitch, haha)
With the description, fit like a glove
They want me on rich shit, so I go up (Bet)
You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough
If you can't be a rich bitch, can't fall in love
[Verse]
I know she a lil nit-nit, come in and suck (Nit-nit)
I was a lil jit fuckin' it up—
I'm—I'm with my bro on a mission, (I'm with my bro on a mission)
Turn this bitch up on some lit shit (Yuh)
I—I got my birthday licks in
I blew the check too quick, yes
She just want some dick, I love whеn she stretch, hol up
(Bih' wet now, yuh)
Shе just want some dick, I love when it stretch (She wet now yuh)
(Stretch)
She just want some dick, I love when she stretch (She wet now, yuh)
(Stretch)
I get sicker than pneumonia
Ten bands, keep it in the folder
Racks up, incase I need to fold ya'
If he die fightin' he a soldier
Bands, I need a butt load sir
I go crazy like Mr. Crocker
Gon' cut a n***a up like a damn doctor
Tris with the Wock make a n***a bonkers (Flrrr)
I ain't signing shit let my n***as sign first
Lotta n***as switched, I don't know how that work
Lotta n***as tryna put me in the dirt
Lotta n***as tryna put—
[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yea (Yeah)
This bitch wit me a slut (Yeah, slut, yuh)
We do not like n***as, them shots at yo window, them n***as, they need to wake up
I say, "go turn a n***a to dust"
He go turn that n***a to dust (Yuh)
I need a AP flood (Flood)
We tryna see some blood (Blood)
He carrying nine shots like its enough ('Nough)
With the description, fit like a glove (Glove)
They want me on rich shit, so I go up (Up)
You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough (Yuh)
If you can't be a rich bitch, can't fall in love (Love)
[Outro]
Bap (Love)
Bap (Love, love)
Bap
(Fifty Grand)
(If you ain't a rich bitch can't get no love)
(You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough)
(If you ain't a thick bitch, can't get no—)
Ha, haha
(If you ain't a— can't get no—)
(You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough)
It's Fifty and Eddie on this track
Big Zay
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
(Fifty Grand)
(It's Surreal Gang lil bitch, haha)
Woo, woo (Yuh-ah)
(Ah) Woo (Ahh)
Woo
[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yeah
This bitch wit me a slut (Slut, yeah)
We do not like n***as, them shots at yo window, them n***as, they need to wake up (Up, yeah)
I say, "Go turn a n***a to dust"
He go turn that n***a to dust (Dust, yeah)
I need a A.P. flood
We tryna see some blood
He carrying nine shots like its enough, (It's Surreal Gang lil bitch, haha)
With the description, fit like a glove
They want me on rich shit, so I go up (Bet)
You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough
If you can't be a rich bitch, can't fall in love
[Verse]
I know she a lil nit-nit, come in and suck (Nit-nit)
I was a lil jit fuckin' it up—
I'm—I'm with my bro on a mission, (I'm with my bro on a mission)
Turn this bitch up on some lit shit (Yuh)
I—I got my birthday licks in
I blew the check too quick, yes
She just want some dick, I love whеn she stretch, hol up
(Bih' wet now, yuh)
Shе just want some dick, I love when it stretch (She wet now yuh)
(Stretch)
She just want some dick, I love when she stretch (She wet now, yuh)
(Stretch)
I get sicker than pneumonia
Ten bands, keep it in the folder
Racks up, incase I need to fold ya'
If he die fightin' he a soldier
Bands, I need a butt load sir
I go crazy like Mr. Crocker
Gon' cut a n***a up like a damn doctor
Tris with the Wock make a n***a bonkers (Flrrr)
I ain't signing shit let my n***as sign first
Lotta n***as switched, I don't know how that work
Lotta n***as tryna put me in the dirt
Lotta n***as tryna put—
[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yea (Yeah)
This bitch wit me a slut (Yeah, slut, yuh)
We do not like n***as, them shots at yo window, them n***as, they need to wake up
I say, "go turn a n***a to dust"
He go turn that n***a to dust (Yuh)
I need a AP flood (Flood)
We tryna see some blood (Blood)
He carrying nine shots like its enough ('Nough)
With the description, fit like a glove (Glove)
They want me on rich shit, so I go up (Up)
You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough (Yuh)
If you can't be a rich bitch, can't fall in love (Love)
[Outro]
Bap (Love)
Bap (Love, love)
Bap
(Fifty Grand)
(If you ain't a rich bitch can't get no love)
(You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough)
(If you ain't a thick bitch, can't get no—)
Ha, haha
(If you ain't a— can't get no—)
(You ain't a thick bitch, you ain't enough)
It's Fifty and Eddie on this track
Big Zay
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh