[Hook]
Long nights in the trap tryna get my bands up
Pop a flat ain't no sleep I gotta got my bands up
Plug hit me with a sack so I got my mans up
All this white that I trap I gotta get my bands up

[Verse 1: JuiceDaSavage]
Imma dope boy n***a that's a trapaholic
On my grind everyday so whatchu call it?
Trap doing numbers so I be ballin
Got plays for the fiends so they be callin
2 for 10 Sundays and they be coming
Fell in love with trappin cus I was gettin money
Gotta switch my number cus they tryna get me
But I'm to smart for em so they can' trick me
10 racks up in my jeans I be straight swaggin
Rollin all night lurkin tryna get this money
Republican hit my line say he stay dumpin
Caper boy say whats up he tryna hit a caper
I told em line that shit up cus that shit ain't major
At the end of the night I gotta get this paper
At the end of the night I hit em with the vapor
At the end of the night I gotta get my bands up

[Hook]
[Verse 2: D. Rose]
And when I get my bands up
Imma spend a fuckin cut
And he gone pick his mans up
And they gone pick they mans up
We be ridin in them trucks
We be ridin in them trucks
We gone spend another cut fuck n***a's better duck
Off loud got me stuck needa flat so I can bust
I'm in the party so it buzz 4nem got a party bus
They got pills, mollys and lean we pourin up
And these bitches on us, IG yea they bust
Man I bling so don't touch got folks he gone torch
On the blocks, in them cuts so don't throw no forks
Take Fredo out that bitch (cut) and put me in that bitch
A lotta shit going on A lotta shit going wrong
So I roll me a blunt smokes go out that chrome
I can't go home, thank god I'm home
Free the guys till they get home
It's a drill when they get home
And folks I'm coming home
And folks I'm coming to kill ya

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Cdai]
Squad
Late night on the block imma get my bands up
If i catch his ass lackin imma wet his mans up
Then its back up in that van (skurt)
We outta there back out with a scope he dead he outta there
They don't want no smoke
They don't want these problems
Come up on they block im the problem solver
Ill get em gone Ill get em bad
Toe tag on his ass get his ass bagged
[Verse 4: Rondonumbanine]
Cdai said "get em gone" so imma get em gone
Run up in his home and put that chrome to his dome
Leave folks alone (Leave Cdai alone) before I run in yo home (Run up in your fucking home)
It's a man down (It's a fucking man down)
And im never gonna make no sound (Rondo ain't talkin')
That Glock nine go bow (babow)
Rondo that's my town

[Verse 5: Fredo Santana]
Trap boy Trap boy
Trappin like a fool
Got Rondo with me so i ain't gotta carry the tool
I'm the trap teacher n***a come to trap school
Learn how to sell drugs and learn how to move with the tool
All the xanax and lean just coolin in the school
If you run up then you stupid n***a
Folks gone strap with tools
Got a couple bricks left I just sold about a duece
Wherever you at imma get them bitches through
Thinking I ain't with the shit must be a god damn fool
I got youngins with the shit don't make the god damn news