Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Jeezy
Vocais
T.I.
Vocais
YFN Lucci
Interpretação
Relly Made
Programação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Clifford Harris
Composição
Joshua Connerly
Composição
Joshua Samuels
Composição
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Composição
Jay Jenkins
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
John Horesco
Engenharia (masterização)
Leslie Braithwaite
Engenharia (mixagem)
Relly Made
Produção
Keith Dawson
Engenharia (gravação)
Letra
[Verse 1]
I said, trap, trap, trap through the screen
Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah
Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean
For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend
Oh, good dope, yeah, that's just what I need
I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah) Uh
[Verse 2]
She say she don't ****, bitch, you're a teaser
I'm on the Perc now, I'm 'bout to pour my lean up
Fire the dope up, huh, better not fire no seed up
We in the dope spot, I make her roll the weed up, uh
Trappin' out the West End like we in the trap a lot
I sent the package on the freeway in the back of a Double R
And I'm on the P.J., I'll be back by 10 tomorrow
I'm on my way to a meeting, I'm a real dope boy
[Verse 3]
Trap, trap, trap through the screen
Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah
Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean
For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend
Oh, good dope, yeah, that's just what I need
I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
[Verse 4]
I got a .36, I'm 'bout to turn the team over
I'm trappin' dirty bricks, I need some Aquafina
I'm in that big Phantom, that type of shit you dream of
Them exotic leathers, like she got a Celine plug
The feds fucked up Tip, them fuck **** killed Nip
I'm like that '96 Olympics, I'm just tryin' not to flip
Smoke a blunt, pour some white out for Bankroll Fresh
E'ry motherfuckin' Rollie, might as well buy a vest
Grind hard, fuck the rest, DJ Khaled, we the best
Just know we number one and we ain't claimin' nothing less
.9s, fours, and them triple beams
Yeah, I just left Milano, Valentino jeans
[Verse 5]
I said, trap, trap, trap through the screen
Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah
Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean
For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend
Oh, good dope, yeah, that just what I need
I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah, ah)
[Verse 6]
Thousand dollar hoodie, camouflage in the Double R
Tryna buy the block and build a skyscraper, fuck a car
Okay, acknowledgement is mandatory, better gimme all of it
I call atomic, dawg, like parliament
Intolerant to the fuck shit when you fuck with this bloodline
It be generations of retaliation
Ain't no waitin' on it, ain't no hesitation, I swear
You pull up on me, you can see the shit I say
I have to catch a body, I can beat this shit, I pray
Adhere to the former drug dealer, ex-con, ho
At 12, said I'd rather sell crack than push a lawnmower
Hustle, get a bankroll, double up, boy
And if you go against the grain, you a fuckboy, for real
[Verse 7]
I said, trap, trap, trap through the screen
Real dope boy, yeah, get you what you need, yeah
Get the dope, yeah, yeah, hit it with the clean
For the low, yeah, yeah, turn you to a fiend
Oh, good dope, yeah, that's just what I need
I'm a go-getter, gotta fuck with me
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
(Real dope, real dope boy, never sleep, yeah)
Written by: Clifford Harris, Jay Wayne Jenkins, Joshua Connerly, Joshua Samuels, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett