Trap Doin Numbers
[Intro]
Look, uh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
Look
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
N***a, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n***a, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?
[Verse]
How you ever seen a brick do a somersault?
I can't front a broke n***a shit, I'ma take a loss
Trap swingin', methamphetamine and the fentanyl
If I ain't got no more molly, I'm servin' a n***a bath salts
I been grindin' twenty-four hours like I'm on Adderall
Dropped a twenty-eight, it came back twenty-eight like Marsha Faul
Steady chasin' after these hoes, that's your downfall
I'm out here trappin' like it's legal, motherfuck the law
Uh, he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, then don't even call
I got a A1 pound, cook a whole brick of raw
When you hit this shit here, it give you lockjaw
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, that's your downfall
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
N***a, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n***a, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?
Look, uh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
Look
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
N***a, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n***a, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?
[Verse]
How you ever seen a brick do a somersault?
I can't front a broke n***a shit, I'ma take a loss
Trap swingin', methamphetamine and the fentanyl
If I ain't got no more molly, I'm servin' a n***a bath salts
I been grindin' twenty-four hours like I'm on Adderall
Dropped a twenty-eight, it came back twenty-eight like Marsha Faul
Steady chasin' after these hoes, that's your downfall
I'm out here trappin' like it's legal, motherfuck the law
Uh, he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, then don't even call
I got a A1 pound, cook a whole brick of raw
When you hit this shit here, it give you lockjaw
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, that's your downfall
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my fuckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
N***a, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no fuckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n***a, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?