Traphandz (feat. Yo Gotti & 2 Chainz)

Traphandz, traphandz, yes

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

What's up my G? You must be new up in this trap

So let me tell you how they do up in the trap

They rep the south and bang that screw up in the trap

And they gon' sip more than a motherfuckin' two up in the trap

You see them boys is comin' down up in the trap

They poppin' trunk, bangin' surround up in the trap

They got them bricks and got them pounds up in the trap

Don't fuck around because them boys'll lay you down up in the trap

You see I'm from the trap, and I did done the trap

And boy, when I was in the trap, I used to run the trap

And just 'cause you from the hood don't mean you from the trap

But if you are then, put them traphandz up and thunder clap

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

Everything I touch, it turns to gold (Turned to gold)

Built my whole career in front of the stove (I'm a chef)

Duckin' DA and FBI while I was sellin' O's

Nothin' but mini choppers, Dracos and extendos at my shows

I'm a gangsta and I rap for gangstas, this that gangsta shit

Took my rap check, went and bought some bricks, that's the hustlin' shit

Yeah, that's the hustlin' shit, yeah, you on some sucka shit

Yeah, they don't benefit, yeah, I can't fuck with it

I used to cook up in the trap, write my verses in the trap

You get nervous in the trap 'cause you ain't 'bout it , they just cap

Fuckin' bitches in the trap, I'm from the trenches and the trap

Killin' rats so all snitches come up missin' in the trap

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

(What's up Bun? UGK for life)

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah (2 Chainz)

I barely made the flight from here to Gangsta Paradise

To rearview mirror, a pair of dice, to Benihana extra rice

I make them clap their hands when I fill up arenas

Had a felony before the misdemeanor, make 'em kiss the ring-a

I had a handkerchief filled with dirty snot

Had a dirty Glock, cowards killed my partner in the parkin' lot

All they did was watch, them folks call the cops

Yeah, I'm from the trap, from the corner lot, mud in the soda pop

Came up out the mud, I was 'posed to rot

Then I switched it up, started snappin' like a photo op'

Terminator, Robocop, elevate the muscle car

Got a foreign broad just to match with the foreign car

Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah

(Traphandz) Traphandz, hallelujah

I run this shit, Rick the Ruler

I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula

Traphandz, hallelujah