Out The Van

[Intro: Lil Keed]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

YoungBoy Brown, on my kid

[Chorus: Lil Keed, Lotto Savage]

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Trap)

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Woah)

We get to trippin' and chop down your mans

Slime [?] I'm on Xans (Straight up)

I got some shooters, that real slime

I got some shooters that [?] (Word)

Masked up shooters (Uh)

We're not shootin' no ruger (Yeah)

Trap hard like voodoo (Trap)

I'm big dog, you a poodle (Woah)

I came from a hot block (My Honda)

I came from ramen noodles (Mmm)

Get your top popped, thought it was ragu

Yeah, my slime, they went and popped him (Slatt)

[?]

[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]

These niggas broke and we know it (Yeh)

We at the top and we not comin' down

We havin' rack like Floyd

You not with the gang, boy, you not in the loop

Nigga pussy toting Glocks when they know they not gon' shoot

Trap out the van, trap out the spot

If I see an opp, you know I'm gon' pop

We been drippin' on the clock

She eat that shit up, lollipop

DB sound like helicopters

We shuttin' down your block

We got the traphouse goin' bonkers

Junkies hit the door round the clock (Yeah)

Bustin' the pack, get it gone (Outta here)

Trappin' off a Metro phone

Sack on his head, get him gone

We get the drop, pullin' up to your home (Skrr, skrr)

Take a whole brick, we gon' bust that

Glock on my hip, no clutchin', I'ma up that

Pyrex pot on the stove, whippin' up crack

Play with Lil Keed, I swear I'ma up that

[Chorus: Lil Keed, Lotto Savage]

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Trap)

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Woah)

We get to trippin' and chop down your mans

Slime [?] I'm on Xans (Straight up)

I got some shooters, that real slime

I got some shooters that [?] (Word)

Masked up shooters (Uh)

We're not shootin' no ruger (Yeah)

Trap hard like voodoo (Trap)

I'm big dog, you a poodle (Woah)

I came from a hot block (My Honda)

I came from ramen noodles (Mmm)

Get your top popped, thought it was ragu

Yeah, my slime, they went and popped him (Slatt)

[?]

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]

How many?

If I feel like he tryin' me, FaceTime him like his ID

Number of stripper bitches top me

Young nigga, I ain't never stickin' to the code

Yeen no OG

I ain't never got [?] what I did for you, know you owe me

Now, back to the trap

He's not from the hood, he came to [?]

Yes, I gotta ride with the strap

Blue hunnids all in my lap

Yeah, thought he was havin' it

I found out he was all cap

Big dawg, Lotto say he never seen him put work in

Yeah, guns out, heard you're a opp, boy been lurking

[?]

I hit from the back

Yeah, while I'm fuckin' her [?]

[Chorus: Lil Keed, Lotto Savage]

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Trap)

Trap out the van, trap out the van (Woah)

We get to trippin' and chop down your mans

Slime [?] I'm on Xans (Straight up)

I got some shooters, that real slime

I got some shooters that [?] (Word)

Masked up shooters (Uh)

We're not shootin' no ruger (Yeah)

Trap hard like voodoo (Trap)

I'm big dog, you a poodle (Woah)

I came from a hot block (My Honda)

I came from ramen noodles (Mmm)

Get your top popped, thought it was ragu

Yeah, my slime, they went and popped him (Slatt)

[?]