197 Trap Talk

By LUCKI

On Body High

Released on August 7, 2014

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[Intro]

(Nash Effect)

I'm talkin', we pullin' up in fuckin' Ranges, shit is crazy

They just love us, B, they really love us, I'm talkin' fiends every day

The 197 really movin' bricks the right way, surfs up, baby, everybody eats

197 shit, B, GetMoney$tainGang, and you tell 'em I said that

That's what I need you to do, baby


[Verse 1]

I'm general packs, flexin' prices, purchase, please

Give 'em that, get my papers, tell the law they servin' me

Don't call, tryna stage me up, 'cause I'm callin' curtains, please

You hit my line, you want that flame, I'm Lil B with that, certainly

I'm Unc' Sam with that certain fee, don't be Wesley Snipes

Come cop, don't cop from acting dealers know they Wesley Snipes

I might be off the pills I'm servin', workin' harder than a bitch

Hear a siren, jock the work, I'm hidin' harder than a snitch

I tell the law to suck a dick, hope they don't bust up in our trap

To these junkies, I'm Yo Gotti, they all know I got that sack

In fact, they know I keep my cash, but don't think they gon' use it

They know I keep my stash, but don't think that they that stupid


[Intro cont.]

I mean mofuckers is really out here, B

Mofuckers wanna walk up to me in my thousand dollar sweatpants

And say "Yo, yo, what you got a brick for me? You got something?", try to pull a pistol on a nigga

I said "197, bitch, get back" (Shots, body drops) Everybody eats, 197

Yanno, let's get this money, man, look at the Rolly, look at the Rolly ticking

Look at the Rolly ticking, this motherfucker got six diamonds on it and some shit, B, this

Outsider shit really gettin' us paid, motherfuckers is really loving it


[Verse 2]

God, no rap, no lie, 'cause I been ruining some lives

And sellin' it for low, and they been buying it for highs

Oh, well, I know it's selfish, but my pockets need they help- hahah

I mean, the world I know is selfish, but my pockets need they help

Oh, well, I know I keep them trains on track, no time for Ls

I mean, no, well, them dealers screwin' up, the main ones that get nailed

And all them packages I steal from them, the same ones that get mailed

I'm talkin' different countries

Big slams, talkin that Blake Griffin dunkin'

Smooth dealer, pimp limp, talkin' that Katt Williams stuntin'

I'm gon' waste my time, 'cause I know I can buy some more

As long as I keep ruining households, I got support


[Outro]

This Yusef and I'm signing out, baby, old boy shit, 197