Ah, woo

Mike Amiri (Woo), you ain't gotta what for my jeans called (Facts)

Flew to Cali and I put my team on (I did)

Uh, they say the trap need a theme song (The trap)

Uh, I heard the trap need a theme song (Woo, woo)

Trap on my street, trap on your street, I'm with it (I'm down)

Flew from the East Coast, board on the West Coast, I did it (I'm gone)

Uh, I heard the trap need a theme song (What they need, Murda?)

They say the trap need a theme song

I got your ho up guessin' (What?), and I'm Dior steppin' (Dior)

I told my bitch fuck a PS5, I need more weapons (Brrt, bah)

All of you rappers get clapped (What?), all 'cause you thought about dissin' me (Boom)

We turn your man to a pack (Facts), now he on sale in dispensaries (Smoke 'em)

If I rap 'bout it, I does it (Woo), this trap shit, I does it (Trap)

I wrote this shit when I was on a layover, thirty pounds in my luggage

By any means, get 'em back to the bity

I want 'em all, ask my plug

And I ain't never gon' ask how many

And I'm gon' fuck up my profit with Benny

And I still fuck with the mail

If I gotta send it, I'm still taxin'

I ain't your regular artist (What?)

When I ain't rappin', I'm still wrappin' (Wrap 'em)

I'm just a weed seller (Seller)

It got me rich, I ain't sellin' no blow

Reppin' them three letters (Rrr)

I'ma put on for it until I go

Mike Amiri (Woo), you ain't gotta what for my jeans called (Facts)

Flew to Cali and I put my team on (I did)

Uh, they say the trap need a theme song (The trap)

Uh, I heard the trap need a theme song (Woo, woo)

Trap on my street, trap on your street, I'm with it (I'm down)

Flew from the East Coast, board on the West Coast, I did it (I'm gone)

Uh, I heard the trap need a theme song (Ayo, Murda, we back, ****)

They say the trap need a theme song

Yeah, me and Murda like blood brothers

Fuck a rapper, I'm a drug runner

My homie told me if he quit today

He could charge a hundred for his plug number

Street ****, I don't tell business (Nah)

This the Pyrex and scale business

On the fifty-yard line with the gang

Now I'm doin' NFL business

A Gucci bag, got a Gucci bag

And a little one with a Chanel in it

All off mutt sales, **** (Yeah)

So I don't know what to tell ****

When they cryin' broke, better sell dope

Try tellin' jokes like Chappelle, ****

Treat the trap kitchen like it's Yale, ****

Ain't rich as us, then you failed, ****

A Gucci bag, got a Gucci bag

And a little one with a Chanel in it

All off mutt sales, ****

So I don't know what to tell ****

When they cryin' broke, better sell dope

Try tellin' jokes like Chappelle, ****

Treat the trap kitchen like it's Yale, ****

Ain't rich as us, then you failed, ****, let's go