Trappin' Out a Mansion

[Intro]

This that high class street music

Paper Route Empire

It’s that Dolph shit

You smell me?

Everything extra stupid

Extra stupid

Remember I told you that

[Chorus]

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Saw her in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

[Verse 1]

You bitches love Dolph money

I don’t know what you thought, man

This watch cost a Benz and this coopy cost a house, man

Nothing but designer grade pistols in my house, man

Met your bitch at the club but I fucked her on my couch, man

Memphis – that’s my city, but castello that my hood, though

High class street, nigga, but still I fuck with hood hoes

Smoking weed, fucking white bitches, trappin’ out a mansion

Countin bread and having rough sex with Khloe Kardashian

Put down the jeans sagging, all these diamonds flashing

How could your bitch pass this shit up, home boy, I’m just asking?

Got her bent over, pulling her hair, bumping that Marilyn Manson

Trappin’ out a mansion

[Chorus]

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Somewhere in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

[Verse 2]

Mansion full of white girls, blue ass blonde hair

Green eyes, black hair

Thicc just like a black girl

Think she got booty shots, just look how it poke out back there

Well fuck, I let, I got her second bells and counting racks there

Used to shop in mall in Memphis, now I shop in Beverly Hills

As a kid grew up with no license, heat, now I got several cribs

I’m always on the run, I can never sit still

Fuck the world and how I feel

If it ain’t a couple of mill then fuck that deal, it ain’t for me

I need seven million or more nigga, just to sign up

Gotta pay somebody a quarter of million just to find us

Marble floors and white hoes, trappin’ out a mansion

[Chorus]

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Saw her in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Hit my white girl from the back, bumping Marilyn Manson

Chilling in Los Angeles trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion

Trappin’ out a mansion, trappin’ out a mansion