[Intro]
CP24, my youngin tryna score
Around 1:30 on Friday afternoon
Police department out there responded to a 911 call for shots fired
In this car, now they're checking nearby for business security cameras
Detectives are currently processing the scene and investigating as a homicide
CP24, my youngin tryna score
He gon' lay your body on the fuckin' porch
They shootin' shit like the shit a sport
(Ice Starr)
[Chorus]
CP24, my youngin tryna score (Tryna score)
He gon' lay your body on the fucking porch (Fuckin' porch)
My nigga shooting up shit like the shit a sport
Thunder sound on your block like it's a thunder storm (Ha)
This the .380 storm (Ha)
Can't fuck no little whore (No little whore)
I think I got a warrant 'cause I missed my court
Most of you niggas poor, I send you to the store (Ha)
Bitch, I love the trap, I'm never getting bored
[Verse 1]
Don't make me put your face up on a news report (News report)
Like, I just want a bust down, fuck that Michael Kors, (Rollie)
Like, bitch, I know your plug, don't make me pull your cord (Plug)
Like, watch out for the feds, they pull up in a Ford (Ford)
Up it, nigga, yeah, you better bust it
Off the lean, I been smoking on that dumb shit (Dumb shit)
Niggas tweak then you better bring your gun, bitch
OT, I was nippin' to the buckets
[Chorus]
CP24, my youngin tryna score (tryna score)
He gon' lay your body on the fucking porch (fuckin' porch)
My nigga shooting up shit like the shit a sport
Thunder sound on your block like it's a thunder storm
This the .380 storm
Can't fuck no little whore (no little whore)
I think I got a warrant 'cause I missed my court
Most of you niggas poor I send you to the store
Bitch I love the trap I'm never getting bored
[Verse 2]
OG told me nigga better get your crib up (Crib up)
'Cause nobody gon' be there for you when you slip up (Slip up)
Watch out for bitches tryna change up (Ahhh)
I know some days ones niggas that done switched up (Ahh)
I keep a strap at a school (Uh-huh)
Know some boys up on the block and they looking for you
I check week nigga then I copped me some jewels
I've been trappin' all day, gotta me some food
This for the real nigga
I got some shooters in the field, nigga
If he too fishy I can't deal with it
Since a kid been doing deals, nigga
[Chorus]
CP24, my youngin tryna score (tryna score)
He gon' lay your body on the fucking porch (fuckin' porch)
My nigga shooting up shit like the shit a sport
Thunder sound on your block like it's a thunder storm
This the .380 storm
Can't fuck no little whore (no little whore)
I think I got a warrant 'cause I missed my court
Most of you niggas poor i send you to the store
Bitch I love the trap I'm never getting bored