My Trap
Uh (Renegade, Renegade, Renegade)
You ain't spending no money, the fuck you over here for, nigga?
Uh
Uh, get the fuck out my trap (get out)
I only want cash, ain't takin' no credit
Oh, you ain't get' paid, give a fuck about that
Get the fuck out my trap (fuck out my trap)
Uh (uh), get the fuck out my spot before you park up
Gotta circle 'round the block (skrrt), young boy got shot
They done got the strip hot
Get the fuck out my spot (fuck out my spot)
Uh, get the fuck out my place
She ask for the world and I gave that bitch space
You never seen a star, get the fuck out this Wraith
What the fuck I just made (get out)
Thinkin' 'bout it, I spent like 50K on Cartier (woo)
Tomorrow it might be Audemar Piguet (might)
These bitches they treat me like I'm Marvin Gaye
Uh, take off that Cuban (Cuban)
Throw them diamonds in the sky like the rock (throw 'em up)
My bitches was boostin'
Go to Canal and comeback Uptown with a lot (ayy, baby)
Like Slick Rick the Ruler
Hundred chains when I'm walkin' around in my spot (hundred chains)
He been missin' a month, somewhere in a trunk
His body gon' probably rot (ew)
Uh, get the fuck out my trap (get out)
I only want cash, ain't takin' no credit
Oh, you ain't get paid, give a fuck about that
Get the fuck out my trap (fuck out my trap)
Uh, get the fuck out my spot before you park up
Gotta circle 'round the block, young boy got shot
They done got the strip hot
Get the fuck out my spot (fuck out my spot)
Remember we was walking with jocks
Had to run up, boy, I dare you
I told him park up the block (park up the block)
My lil' partner, he got bodies, he don't be talking a lot (he don't say much)
If we find out that that's your trap house, then he gon' chop up the spot
G Herbo stay with that Glock like a prop
Ice on my neck when I'm poppin' the drop
Roof missin', so I might hop out the top (out the top)
I ain't got no more room in my garage
Quarantine borin', I bought three more cars
Fast, these foreigns, I'm whippin' them all
Can't even tour, I don't feel it at all
Runnin' this shit up, all time high (all time high)
Amiri that's all I buy (all I buy)
G-fazos all I buy (all I buy)
Disrespect my gang, might die (pussy, baow)
He can take that slang, might try (try, baow)
Don't run out (don't run out, baow)
I'm a product of the streets, why would I lie? (Why would I lie? No Limit)
I'm still fresh up off my block, why would I lie? (Why would I lie? Essex)
Still smell gunpowder from them shots, why would I lie? (Why would I lie?)
I got his cake, he spent the block, he wanted two for five (he wanted two for five)
I hit up EZ with some locs, they playing do or die (brrt)
I'm with some Os, and with some folks, you tweaking suicide (suicide)
A nigga back against the ropes, I had to move the crowd (knock 'em down)
You jumped out the window, Ron Browz
The Porsche it was turbo, I caught up G Herbo
Just got the rack with a pound (pound)
Niggas know I'ma score
I get in the paint, and they treat me like Shaq I get fouled (damn)
I pull up all black with no mild (nah)
You ain't seen no racks in a while (nah)
You ain't been in the trap in awhile (nah)
Got it on me, no pattin' me down (nuh-uh)
Uh, get the fuck out my trap (get out)
I only want cash, ain't takin' no credit
Oh, you ain't get' paid, give a fuck about that
Get the fuck out my trap (get the fuck out nigga)
Uh (uh), get the fuck out my spot before you park up
Gotta circle 'round the block, young boy got shot
They done got the strip hot
Get the fuck out my spot (get out, get out)
Get the fuck out my place
She ask for the world and I gave that bitch space
You never seen a star, get the fuck out this Wraith
What the fuck I just made (skrrt)
Thinkin' 'bout it, I spent like 50K on Cartier
Tomorrow it might be Audemar Piguet (might)
These bitches they treat me like I'm Marvin Gaye
Uh, get the fuck out my trap