[Intro: LilCJ Kasino]

Death Trap

Go, ayy, go

[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino & Quin NFN]

Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)

We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)

And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)

Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)

Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)

We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)

You can get smoked for not mindin' your business

Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it

I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)

We move weight like LA fitness (Move)

We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)

You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)

I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)

I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (Hold on, hold on)

I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Quin NFN]

Whole lotta poles on the road like we stripping

It ain't enough hoes at the show, then I'm dipping (Ayy, gone)

Ain't never sold dope but had bowl in the trenches

Lil bro done got faith he put hope in the kitchen (His wrist)

I'm feelin too cold with this shit like Bennett (I'm cold)

Diamonds on sulk if the ho like swimming (Diamonds)

These niggas hoes and they don't like women

Bro assist me the pole I'ma score like Pippin (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

I remember up in the PJs listenin' CJ on replay just tryna get paper (Gang)

I'm runnin' shit like a relay, we spin like a DJ, aim a big bitch at his taper (Grrah)

My lil' partner scammin' like TJ, I swear to God he made a lot from this shit, I remember (He on)

She ate me up on the freeway while I was on three-way with bro tryna get it delivered (It's gone)

How you ain't spin but you say you a spinner? Let's get it in that blender ,your momma gon' miss you (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

These niggas pussy, they softer then tissue, pop out where you at and we solvin' the issue (Grah)

Nigga, we official (Hold on, gang, gone)

[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino]

Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)

We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)

And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)

Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)

Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)

We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)

You can get smoked for not mindin' your business

Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it

I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)

We move weight like LA fitness (Move)

We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)

You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)

I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)

I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (Niggas hate that I'm winnin')

I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: LilCJ Kasino]

Wasn't havin' no help my band independent

Watchin' my step cause I rap what I'm livin' (Rap what I'm livin')

This shit they say on that beef is fishy

These niggas be broke and they need fixin'

Came a long way, now we up on these niggas (Came a long way)

Get rubbed the wrong way we gon' up on these niggas (Now)

My plug on the Ye, just went up on the ticket (Huh?)

I might send my ape to go pay him a visit (Hurr)

I pour to much Wock', got my partner all dizzy (Partner all dizzy)

I pull out that Glock, make 'em bop like Diddy (Baow, baow, baow) I been getting that guap, I am not like Milly

Niggas die every day on the block like Kenny (Niggas get shot every day)

My nigga forever, you niggas my enemies

We all stick together but none of us friendly (Bitch)

These bitches be sweatin' us now that we chillin'

We blessed down south with a whole new beginning

From trappin' to jackin' and tackin' Adidas, still playin' with the package but stay out my business (Shh)

They hate that I'm having I don't mean to brag but I'm laughing while cashing on fashion at Lennox (Woah, go)

[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino]

Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)

We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)

And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)

Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)

Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)

We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)

You can get smoked for not mindin' your business

Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it

I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)

We move weight like LA fitness (Move)

We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)

You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)

I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)

I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (Niggas hate that I'm winnin')

I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Lil 2Z]

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Niggas know I got mine out the gutter like bowlin' (Like bowlin')

Lil' bitch suck the tip of the dick 'til it's swollen (It's swollen)

They know I'm the shit I be all in the colon

Got hit with the starch I ain't doin' no foldin' (No foldin')

I'm staying in LA but this lab what I'm rollin' (I'm rollin')

I'm feelin to cold with this shit like I'm frozen (I'm frozen)

Let's go talk to Johnny, let's go get a modem (Grrt)

Came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendants (Baow)

Spent three or four Ps for the rope that come with it (Yeah)

Yeah, we got the gas, but don't get it twisted

Ain't talkin lil' people, we still got the midgets

Niggas turn into junkies and claim that they reckless

Shit, not 'posed to smoke, you just 'posed to sell it

You knew what it was when you got in this shit

If it ever go left, then you better not tell it (Shh)

If you ain't providing or sliding, lil' nigga, I promise you 2z ain't no where near you (No)

I got all these racks, but I don't give a fuck if I got to, I'll still book a flight on spirit, bitch

Ayy, ayy (Baow, baow)

[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino]

Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)

We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)

And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)

Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)

Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)

We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)

You can get smoked for not mindin' your business

Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it

I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)

We move weight like LA fitness (Move)

We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)

You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)

I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)

I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (I stay with a Glicky)

I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga