Trap Phone

[Intro: Don Q, Desiigner]

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Rain

Don

Git, rain

Put the suit back on all you niggas

Git, hey

Grrrrah

[Verse 1: Don Q, Desiigner]

Look what I overcame

They slaughtered my name and they tarnished it (Grrrrah, git)

I just came up on a open lane (Hey)

They say I'm the one who gon' conquer it (Grrrrah, conquer)

You wasn't there when we started it (Git, started)

Now you wanna come be a part of it

Nigga, we ain't under nobody (Git, nobody)

We came in Atlantic for partnership (Grrrrah)

I know my mom she pray for me

First in the morning and every night faithfully (Git, git)

I see the game had a vacancy

I'm tyna boss up and start up an agency (Grrrrah)

I'm happy God made a way for me right at the top with the greats where they play for me (Grrrrah, git, git)

I know these niggas got thoughts of betraying me

Keep them outsiders away from me (Grrt, brap)

Can't have no strangers around us ('Round us)

I got too famous for lounges (For lounges, git)

I'm too impatient for browsing, I want it I'm bringing it straight to the counter (Grrrrah)

I'm way too busy to do it, I pay an accountant to pay my accountant (Hey, git)

I got too lazy to count it (Grrrrah)

Look at my chain it's astounding (Git, git, grrrrah)

[Chorus: Desiigner]

I got a phone, it's a trap phone (Git)

I get your girl give me back bone (Grrrrah)

I get some bitches on that phone (Yeah), I get some riches on that phone (Grrrrah)

Y'all do some snitchin' on that phone (Git)

I put some 6's in that chrome (Grrrrah)

I put some 6's in that dome

I put some 6's in that home (Grrrrah)

[Verse 2: Desiigner]

I give my dawgs the medicine, huh (Racks)

I call my dawgs, they veterans, huh (Grrrrah)

I give my dawg the weapon, then (Trap)

Just hit my dawg, they send them in (Grrrrah)

Aimbot, aimbot, first I whack him, then I whack a cop (Cop)

Paid 380 for the top, huh (Top)

Then put .380's in your top, ayy (Top)

And then to 80 on your block, eh (Block)

And now it's navy on the block, ayy (Grrrrah)

And now you gravy on the block, huh

Be lookin' wavy on your block, huh (Grrrrah)

L.O.D, Highbridge, huh

So much shit that we did

Had to shout out the gang

Did it all for the fame (Grrrrah)

[Chorus: Desiigner]

I got a phone, it's a trap phone (Git)

I get your girl give me back bone (Grrrrah)

I get some bitches on that phone (Yeah), I get some riches on that phone (Grrrrah)

Y'all do some snitchin' on that phone (Git)

I put some 6's in that chrome (Grrrrah)

I put some 6's in that dome

I put some 6's in that home (Grrrrah)

[Verse 3: Don Q]

Look at this shit I'm inspiring, I'm a nigga they admiring (Admiring)

I get in the lab and I turn into a scientist, got 'em thinkin' 'bout retirement

I got some hoes out the country and I got a bunch of them flying in (Bunch of them flying in)

I'm a product of my environment

I get some product and flood the environment (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

They watchin' the ice when I step at the light (The light)

I drop a tint when I left the toll (The toll)

Gold Lex and my neck is froze

It got gold sets and I'm settin' goals

My legacy gon' be set in stone (Set in stone)

I know some niggas that's never home (Never home), but they do dirt and never tell a soul

He goin' back to the trap when he left parole

Yeah, yeah!

[Chorus: Desiigner]

I got a phone, it's a trap phone (Git)

I get your girl give me back bone (Grrrrah)

I get some bitches on that phone (Yeah), I get some riches on that phone (Grrrrah)

Y'all do some snitchin' on that phone (Git)

I put some 6's in that chrome (Grrrrah)

I put some 6's in that dome

I put some 6's in that home (Grrrrah)

[Outro: Desiigner]

For the fame

We've been all through the pain

And the rain

Same

Now congratulations and pop champagne