All I Know Is Trap

[Intro] G-L-O-C-K G-L-O-C-K, ayy The fuck? Paper Route business, Taliban [Chorus] I pledge allegiance to the streets, all I know is trap I'm Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack Okay, okay [Verse 1] South Memphis you know where I'm from Got choppers just like Vietnam I feel like I'm Rocko the Don I'm ballin' just like no tomorrow I might buy a gold Audemar Your shit out the middle of the mall Where the Visine that I bought? Like Shaggy I'm ridin' with my dog Kick in your trap like kung-fu Finessin' you, check up the deuce All this blue, I play for Duke My pockets fat like Bruce Bruce I'm ballin' hard, fourth quarter I just fucked somebody's daughter Call up the plug, make an order If we don't agree, I extort him I got them P's on the way I brought out my racks today Nigga this shit not a game You play, you get shot with two K's Ride with this shit like I'm Cain Mask off and I got the flame I'm a big dog Great Dane Glock, I bet your bitch know the name [Chorus] I'm just a young rich nigga, shit all I do is trap I'm Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack [Verse 2] Put his brains on a pavement I call the shots like Tom Brady Choppers and Glocks like the navy Dodgin' these hoes like The Matrix Guttin' your bitch like I'm Jason Slavin' your ho while you savin' her Damn bro where your cape at, huh? This gas so loud man I can't hear nothin' Spent six figures on guns Damn near a million on drugs Forgis sit up like some dubs Foreign clothes I'm still a thug I feel like three-six, where the bud at? Tommy gun act like a Rugrat Ice on my neck, your bitch love that Smokin' Backwoods 'til my lungs black My chopper kickin' like FIFA I'm ballin, I need an arena, ayy Come get your bitch off my penis She suck me clean, algae eater I got more stripes than a bengal I got more stripes than a zebra Somebody please call Adidas And tell 'em to sponsor Glock Season [Chorus] I'm just a young rich nigga, shit all I do is trap I'm Emmitt Smith with the pack, watch me run it back Two black straps, let em fly, Jill and Jack All I do is stack, yeah, rack after rack [Outro] The fuck? Ayy, ayy G-L-O-C-K