[Verse 1]
Diamonds on me doin' jumping jacks, n***a
Bet fifty thousand playin' black jack, n***a
Theater room with Tre-Tre watchin' Rugrats, n***a
He grabbed his Nerf gun and screamed "blatt, blatt," n***a (haha, trap baby)
I couldn't have a boss, so I didn't get a job
I'd rather skip school, hit the block and hustle hard
Most these n***as frauds, all they do is flodge
I heard that you can't go to your hood 'cause you got bought

[Verse 2]
All I wanted to be was a trap n***a
Ain't got my ID but I got them racks, n***a
She said he ain't nothin' like these rap n***as
I let her count a million, no cap, n***a
Pull up with yo bitch head in my lap, n***a
Skeeted in her face, made her my baby sitter
All she ever wanted was a trap n***a
Fuck a job, I--

[Verse 3]
Ridin' with them yoppers you can have it man (woah)
I just picked up 50 bags out the baggage claim (strong)
No no, my n***as ain't got a job, like I'm Martin Payne (haha)
Trap n***a, that's a low down dirty shame (ha)
Hittin' it from behind she said smack it (smack it, smack it)
She the owner of a day care but she ratchet (ratchet, ratchet)
The car drives it self when I say Go Go Gadget (skkrr)
As for me, that's a low down dirty shame