Trap Season

[Intro: Skippa Da Flippa] If you trap you should cap right? And if you cap you should trap right? Flippa [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I gotta get this money, gotta get this money I gotta get this money, gotta get this money [Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Hurricane, wrist hurricane I’m Skippa Da Flippa, I'm flipping them bricks My waves are so sea sick Back then I was hitting them licks Now I’m so plugged in, call Skippa if you need bricks And when I was 15, my uncle took me to the kitchen, showed me a 15 I didn’t know what that mean Start working my wrist, so long till my nose bleed Christmas is coming up I’m thanking the lord no more bad Christmas eve I’m spoiling my daughter, my mother I threw an OG gas OG gas Christmas tree Bands, they curing my brothers My [?] be cool and watch over each other Or I ship it in latex Guess I love safe sex, your bitch bring the rubbers Now I’m flexed up like boflex I made that thing light when I first touch the pyrex Active no high tech, kicked my first door and I found me a Rolex [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I gotta get this money, gotta get this money I gotta get this money, gotta get this money [Verse 2: Migo Bands] Playing with the water like a life guard (Splash) Cook it up fresh like a dopeboy (Fresh) Trap out the house with no grass in the front Still got a gallon of gas back in the back porch Riding round getting all cuties 32 shots in the uzi Yes I’m a dealer in Mason Margiellas Fuck with me and flippa could whip up [?] Yes I’m a crip don't confuse me I’m smelling like crack, no perfuming I’m busting that pack, no [?] Watching the door while they [?] You know I got bricks and they packed in the tooly The pot is so big it look like a Jacuzzi You play with the paper I pull up and shoot you I’m winning while living the life of a loser [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa & Quavo] Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I gotta get this money, gotta get this money I gotta get this money, gotta get this money (Quavo, Quavo, uh) [Verse 3: Quavo] Trap in the rain, sleet, or snow Trap in the banana boats I got to go get the monefa I’m riding around with the bricks in the beamer Quavo the grim reaper Do not shop with him because my price is cheaper Diamonds steaming up on the triple beam When you walk in the trap you get cabin fever Look at my wrist, man my wrist a bleeder When I play with the dope it’s like pizzeria Golden D arches to get mamacita I stop in Italy to get mama mias Finger fuck the pot, I do it for real I put the gas back in the vacuum seal Most of you niggas don’t know how I live Whip up the dope on the George Foreman grill [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I gotta get this money, gotta get this money I gotta get this money, gotta get this money