[Intro]
Traphouse Mob
This is a Melo beat
Yeah, woo back, baby (Woah)
I get it, then- (Hmm-mm-mm)
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it, then flip it, then double it
I get it
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
It's Bigg Papi Locsta Traphouse Mob
Big racks only, when niggas step on the scene (Boom)
Ain't nobody told ya'?
Off the bracelet so I'm back to wildin' in these streets (Uh, look, look)
Mr. Spin-in-Rovers
Balmains and Gucci sweaters, hopin' out the V's (Oh, you ain't [?])
Mr. Run-You-Ovеr
On A$AP, I up it ASAP an' took yo' bih
Look, I'm a trappin' fanatic
I walk in the spot like I want it all (Grrt, bah)
Amiri jeans for thе denim, a hunnid clip, he get him
Don't call like who wanna ball
Double G for the swag, you can check the tag (Tag, nah)
Flossy niggas droppin' G's
Big Benty for the V's, double G the T (Facts)
Benji's bussin' out the jeans
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Lil Tjay]
I get it, then flip it, then double it
Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in
I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached
535, I got treesh in the back
Say that's your mans, he is a rat
Can't fuck with these niggas, niggas is whack
Come to your block, give him a smack
Pull up, TD, leave where he's at
Shorty
Forty (Forty)
Yeah, I've been wildin' since fourteen
Shootin' like Korver (Korver)
Finesse like Corey, spin it, I'm on 'em, spinnin', we spinnin' down Hawthorne (Hawthorne)
Be on my tail, like peanut butter (Yeah)
Windows is tinted, can't see nothin' (Can't see shit)
I'm strapped with a laser if he want it (Uh-huh)
Put a bullet in your head and your femur (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
Run it up, cash out
See my name on this bitch, I'ma spazz out (Gang, gang, gang)
Know they hatin' on me, I'ma do what I do
I just don't understand what they mad 'bout (Gang, gang, gang)
Got my glizzy on me, don't you try nothin'
Dell, he with me, he clutchin' that five, run
Strictly Business, ain't playin' no games
Step between us, you must wanna die, son (Gang, gang, gang)
I'ma do it for Smelly, the pressure type heavy, but fuck it, as long as we all eat (Pressure type heavy)
Got your bitch on my dick, she adore me
I just hit it one time, she want more of me (Woah)
Henny all in my system, I'm saucy (Woah)
I ain't tryna hear nun', get off me (Woah)
Want the smoke of a nigga for salty
From the S all the way to the Flossy (Gang)
Run it up, cash out
Mean I ain't finna talk about back out (Bow)
Anybody get touch, I don't give me a fuck
I just gotta go put me some racks out (Shh)
I got niggas that's ready to ride for me
Tell they mission, they finna go slide for me (Bow)
Strictly Business, ain't playin' no games (Brrt, bow)
You want static, then look at my eyes homie (Bow)
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
I get it, then flip it, then double it
Big slips, we gon' walk 'em in
I pull up, a milli', got Ninas attached
535, I got treesh in the back
Say that's your mans, he is a rat
Can't fuck with these niggas, niggas is whack
Come to your block, give him a smack
Pull up, TD, leave where he's at
Shorty
Forty (Forty)
Yeah, I've been wildin' since fourteen
Shootin' like Korver (Korver)
Finesse like Corey, spin it, I'm on 'em, spinnin', we spinnin' down Hawthorne (Hawthorne)
Be on my tail, like peanut butter (Yeah)
Windows is tinted, can't see nothin' (Can't see shit)
I'm strapped with a laser if he want it (Uh-huh)
Put a bullet in your head and your femur
