Trapperz

I don't care if raps works (Why is that?)

Why is that? 'Cause then you have to trap first (Yeah)

I pick a pack up, then I break a pack down

I always change my number when it makes a mad sound

These man are raw, up in the air, it give me goosebumps

Different type of breed, I ain't like these new punks (I'm not)

While we you was out with a bitch on some loser shit

I was on the strip with a niche tryna move a brick (Yeah)

We ain't from east, but we mashed hands

How you callin' him a shooter? He ain't clout rounds

I ain't a peach, I ain't tryna give a hook time

I'm tellin' you, my strip's hard like western

Need a whole brizzy for lizzy, not a ounce of each

Drizzy in the wizzy 'cause I don't' know who's out for me

The feds got my **** faces in the mart, he calls

I spend every summer in the trap, fuck a carnival (Yeah)

**** hate 'cause the truth hurts (Let's go)

Stop braggin' 'bout the past and do some new dirt

**** ain't flyin' straight, the right angle

I never showed a bitch my yard or the bandos

See hit squad in the ride, then it's your problem

My **** go Joe, land road, then I've got them

She ask me if I trap every day, I told her often

Grab bare worker, I'm goin' back to Scotland

Yeah, man, I'm flyin' up to Scottie

Back to the traphouse, answerin' them hotties

She's so peng, one to four in that body

And when you with that white girl, you better do your properly

Told my ****, do more and just talk less

Call them ****, tore it off, it make no sense (It don't)

See my **** and I didn't get bill

All and all, we made a killin' when we wells (Yeah)

My lil' **** shit on a grave shift

And I ain't ringin' down my phone for his wages (Naw)

I told him, this a traphouse, not a policeman

And you got a poor shifty for a payment

Hood bitches love me 'cause I'm gangsta while I'm claw, son

**** talkin' friends, he ain't never been my dawgy

I's in the trap with them old school huaraches

**** talkin' war and they ain't even got a army (Naw)