Trap going My going crazy Selling cocaine the mother fucking 80's Nigga try to tweet, kill him and his Catch you ass in traffic and I'm shooting your I was a savage you can ask my old lady The way I whip the dope, man, I swear so amazing When you was on the porch, man, I was catchin Just bought a new chopper man I finna go
[Verse 1: Santana] Got the white in my trap, Stacey You know I can not show up to club, bitch you pay me Got 2 bricks left, and stepped on going crazy for all the years I was slept on My momma me that these bitches ain't shit Do everything by yourself these gonna snitch Trapped out, a nigga get rich I'm up, I got 30 in my clip
Trap nuts My trap going cocaine like the mother fucking 80's Nigga try to tweet, kill him and his Catch you ass in traffic and I'm shooting Mercedes I was born a savage you can ask my old The way I whip the dope, man, I swear so amazing you was on the porch, man, I was catchin cases Just bought a new chopper man I go crazy
[Verse 2: Marley] I say trap jumping, trap going crazy In the working [?] A couple shooters on the team gonna do the hit, no [?] them niggas on the team [?] Scope on the rifle, I got of the lasers Dreamed the money since the Marley had a fade cut Dreamed about the money my uncle had a paycheck Serving to my family to it to a stranger