[Intro]
Yuh, early morning gospel, and I'm in the kitchen, yuh
DrugRxch
[Verse]
It feel like early morning gospel, when I'm in the kitchen
Turn on the stove, and grab the bowl, and then I stick my wrist in
Stuck in the trap for seven days but I won't miss a penny
I load the glick, then up the glick and shoot 'till it's empty
You buy four P's or more, just send yo' addy, I'm gonn' ship it
Don't call my phone, just text it, send emoji when you get it
She seen an Audi, she damn near fainted, she break her neck to get in
I do what I do, how I wanna do it, I ain't that nigga tryna fit in
Be careful who you call your friend, them be the ones cross you in the end
Don't do gimmicks, don't pretend
I'm the coach, put a bitch on the bench
Twelve let a dog loose, it jumped the fence
Better move quick 'fore yo' ass get bit
Get on that stove, I can show you a trick
DJ Khaled, the way I remix
Every time feel like I'mma break my wrist
Real trap nigga, I'mma take the risk
Break it down, bring it back, every cent
Two days later, do it all again
I drink [?] like juice and gin
Gotta be ten toes with a plan
Cookie stuck on the bottom of the pan
Turn the whole pot over, slap the bottom with my hand
White 1's with the Robin's, this not Dapper Dan
No, I do not wanna dap up ya man
I put a nigga in the back of the van
Mama won't ever see his ass again
Jump in that water, hope you can swim
.556 knock you out your Timbs
Come in my trap, need a membership
Audis in the driveway like a dealership
My Mexican plug tryna build a ship
Said this shit gonn' take half a year
Wanna see magic? Nigga come here
I up the stick, yo' ass disappear
DrugRxch Papi, trapper of the year
Been to hell and back, I'm still here
.556 put a bitch in a chair
I get caught with this, that's thirty years
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