[Intro]
Fifty
ClayCo n***a
Ayy
Rich slime

[Chorus]
In the trap, yeah you know I stay in it
Catching plays I ain't catching no feelings
Drop top, it's not having no ceiling
Just sprayed the block, now you know I be killing shit
All my n***as out here making a killing
All black Glock on me, I'm serving civilians
Got racks on me, momma think that I'm dealing
I'm counting through the racks, don't care how you feeling
On the block and I'm posted with villans
Three bad bitches with me and they Brazillian
5.7 on me and I conceal it
I'm tied to the streets, you know we some menaces

[Verse]
Rich slime, you know we getting [?]
I'm pushing packs, I ain't having no limit
Hotbox but that shit ain't no Civic
Flipping packs yeah I get to them digits
I trust my Glock, I ain't trusting these bitches
That n***a capping man I know he don't live it
Real street n***a, I ain't doing no tipping
On the block, you know I stay on my pivot
I'm wrapping bricks, I ain't talking about no Christmas
By the storе, yeah I'm doing my dishes
Got a Muslim bitch but she rocking thе Christians
Got thirty on me, I ain't talking no [?]
Man fuck the rap game, my n***as they [?]
Quick with the shot, you know I'm gon' hit some
A lot of pistols, we ain't shooting no fake ones
I'm only scared of God, you know I can't fear none
A n***a tripping then he getting that redrum
In Atlanta shooting shit like I'm Trae Young
Got a lot of shooters around me, you know they gon' spray some
[Chorus]
In the trap, yeah you know I stay in it
Catching plays I ain't catching no feelings
Drop top, it's not having no ceiling
Just sprayed the block, now you know I be killing shit
All my n***as out here making a killing
All black Glock on me, I'm serving civilians
Got racks on me, momma think that I'm dealing
I'm counting through the racks, don't care how you feeling
On the block and I'm posted with villans
Three bad bitches with me and they Brazillian
5.7 on me and I conceal it
I'm tied to the streets, you know we some menaces