[Intro: Backend]
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: Backend]
I got this bitch up on my line, yeah, she tryna fuck me
I got this bitch up on my line, yeah, she said she love me
I got this bitch up on my body, I don't want that
I got this bitch up on my body, I don't need that
I'm still stuck up in the motherfuckin' damn trap
I just think I can't get out, but I ain't in the trap
I got this bitch up on my line, like "Boy, get out the trap"
Bitch, I love the trap, I came out the trap
Bitch, I am the trap-trap-trap-trap
Trap nigga, trap nigga, you ain't really trap
Yeah, I walk up in the party, I got a lot of drugs
Ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah, I'm that nigga
Tryna rob me, pussy boy you gon' see what's up
Ah, ah, ah, ah, I'm with Ls, nigga
Yeah we got 'em guns, yeah he got a gun
Bitch I got a gun, come and see what's up
That's yo' ass, nigga
[Verse 2: slaywitme]
That's yo' ass, nigga
Run the bag up, then I flex on a nigga
Nigga talkin' on the net, he won't pull the trigger
Flex an ounce yeah, I make my bands bigger
My niggas gettin' money, so my niggas neva' ratchet
Trapgoth, hoes, hold on poles
Nigga run up, then I'm finna blow
Bitch, I'm in yo' hood, nigga, what's happenin'?
Flexing on a bitch, this a bad habit
Bitch, gonna suck the dick like a bad habit
Niggas hatin' on us, 'cause they know they can't have it
I got all the weed, so you know I'm always matchin'
Bitch, I'm in New York streets, nigga, what's happenin'?
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