Yeah, yo (It's C Dons, baby)

Listen

In and out of kitchen

Let me tell 'em, yo, yo

Yo, they want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

They want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

No, no, they don't do it like us, they know we're runnin' up mils

He ain't around me 'cause he scrolled, I'm just keeping it trill

Here with my boy for real, but not if he ain't keeping it sealed

I don't trust too much 'cause really that's what's getting man killed

Soon to be in the Hills, but I'm done with the field

Yeah, I pay for her heels and cover the bills

Bad boys trying to drill, but I don't pay for the bills

All this water around my team, you know we're making it spill

Time to level up

Brody in the kitchen got it fizzing like some Seven-Up (Whippin')

Whizzing Bentley trucks, we made a half a mil' in seven months

Grinding every night and every day, now this was never luck (Every day)

Hey, listen up

Wrong or right, don't ask me if I back my bro, in a bando

Getting pack so they leaning at their Fat Joe

Don't meet me on the mains, bro, I'm parked up on the back road

Yeah, your boyfriend traps be ain't making any racks though

Yo, they want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

They want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

On your, on your, on your marks, get set, let's trap

I surround myself with winners, all my akies trying to chase a bag

It felt different, copping shit I never used to have

Two chains swinging around my neck like orangutan

Anytime I slang a pack, getting back a bag of sand

Pressed on the first day, I didn't take a hack of sand

20 on my left wrist, my right be my brother Rams

Really come from nothing, most of you brothers wouldn't understand

And I ain't one to lack, I know my heart has got my back

That's my slime, that's my slatt, we really came up off the trap

Foreign tags and G-Wags got me whipping up and down the map

Different from before when I was running up and down them flats

If I ever get robbed, fuck peace, I want it back in blood

Cars got the dotties, it's not long to go and grab the snub

I'm never at the function 'cause I ain't got time to club

I'm in the bando with my aki trying to fly these dots

I'm always back road lurking, trap phone working

Used to end my calls, now she's FaceTime twerking

Times are broke, ain't a joke, had to flip a brick

Now we taking flights overseas, 20 on a trip

I'm an OG in the streets, found my own respect

Thousands on drip, but I still pull up in a Nike Tech

Weeks in the bando running lines, man, we hardly slept

Quarter mil' to the plug, now we come correct

Money changes people, so be careful who you keep around

Packs getting seized got me thinking 'bout a different route

They know my team, we be locking down at Country town

If you want to bring your dog, then I'ma put him down

Bro just spent 80 on a whip, I love to see the hustle

How many **** I can trust in them times of trouble?

You really find out who you are in them times of struggle

From young, always knew I'll grow up to be a hustler

Yo, they want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

They want to hear that trap talk

Packs flying in like a black hawk

Feds at the front and the back door

Come up, we was mad poor

I don't want to hear no questions like

"Buddy, yo, tell me what you trapped for?"

It's C Dons, baby

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