Trap money remix

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money

Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money

Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

B.A

Blue lights flashin, checkin out my mansion

Gangster so flashy, Louis Vuitton magnum

How he out here swaggin? Dat be what they askin

I drop the white crease, call it dope boy magic

Dopeology, you should take one of my classes

Hit me in the hood, red carpet, pants saggin

Rob you on Front Street in 75 classic

My potnahs know I'm good in the hood besides rappin

I got trap money cabin, it's 30 if you askin

D trap money lavish, ain't gotta make it rappin

Fruity bezel the cabbage, them country niggas taxin

Ballin like Maverick, blowin loud in the traffic

I robbed a nigga twosie in some Rap Lord fashion

Say young'n in the hood, I'm a trap money addict

Cartier glasses, you see that I got money

I wake up early in the mornin I need me some trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money

Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money

Mook

Twenty Benz back, you see a nigga, that's my pack money

Look I ain't got no record deal so no it ain't no rap money

You see the stack in my jeans, I can't fit no rubber band

Twenty-two on cents, I'ma wrap it 'round them

And first I unload the tractor, bust 'em out the wrapper

Get 'em to my trappers and they bring me back them rat chicks

Bust off goin fast, you can call it cheetah girl

When I get the panky you know I'm water whippin her

No top on the whip, tank top Louis V

You can call me tank top cause all I do is wifebeat

Talkin smart on the phone, price just gone up

Take it or leave it homeboy, either way I give a f*ck

Pot cold, LB's, kush by the O-Z's

Yeah I sell 'em for the low and get 'em for the dirt cheap

Get in just how you want, I'm a walkin trap sto'

Well connected nigga courtesy of my amigos

Flyin down twenty East, trunk full of dirty birdies

In the middle of the drought we let them bitches fly for thirty

In the kitchen cuttin work I gotta do my two-step

Yeah I'm bad leg trappin, bring it to your front stop

Now I'm on Y-65, just got off I-10

In the handicap van, fill it up with midgets man

I mean the good I know is show and it ain't come from rappin money

Ten bands, all tens, nigga that's my trap money

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap

I got twenty for a show, but it's really rap money

Twenty for a hoe and that's really trap money