[Intro]

(Up them poles on 'em, Birdie)

[Chorus: MksoLive]

I get it in, in the trap house (Trap)

I could turn a Cuban into a half ounce (Half ounce)

So much money I can laugh now (Ha)

All these chains on my neck

Bet your nigga want me slapped out

Whip it, lock it, shock it, drop it

So much money I need more profit

Flippin', stackin' will not stop it (Nah)

I stay trappin', 'til i'm poppin' (Yup)

I get it in, in the trap house (Trap)

I could turn a Cuban into a half ounce (Half ounce)

So much money I can laugh now (Ha)

All these chains on my neck

Bet your nigga want me slapped out

Whip it, lock it, shock it, drop it

So much money I need more profit

Flippin', stackin' will not stop it (Nah)

I stay trappin', 'til i'm poppin' (Yup)

[Verse 1: MksoLive]

I stay trappin' 'til i'm poppin' now

Gotta thirty in my jeans and it's poppin' out

I've been trappin' all week, I can't stop it now

When you sleepin' in cars, you see the profit now

Gotta tell you man, my trap house late

Same shoes, same clothes, I can trap all day

All these colors in my pocket, you'll think I'm gay

But it's just all my bands that my trap house made

I just made a flip that's a tramp

I got gotta brick that's a stamp

Bitch it came wit' a MAC

I just put that bitch on her back

She just put some racks in my bag

And she got off the track

I ain't really lackin' that's a fact

All you niggas do is just chat

We gon' see about dat

Headshot, who gonna laugh?

Not you 'cause you're six in a cask'

I just came in all black

That's a slap shot

My dick in your bitch that's a backshot

Shh, No bad talk

My nina and my fifth and my black Glock

[Chorus: MksoLive & Smiley]

I get it in, in the trap house (Trap)

I could turn a Cuban into a half ounce (Half ounce)

So much money I can laugh now (Ha)

All these chains on my neck

Bet your nigga want me slapped out

Whip it, lock it, shock it, drop it

So much money I need more profit

Flippin', stackin' will not stop it (Nah)

I stay trappin', 'til i'm poppin' (Yup)

I get it in, in the trap house (Trap)

I could turn a Cuban into a half ounce (Half ounce, Halfer)

So much money I can laugh now (Ha)

All these chains on my neck

Bet your nigga want me slapped out (Dead)

Whip it, lock it, shock it, drop it (Smoke 'em)

So much money I need more profit (More)

Flippin', stackin' will not stop it (Nah)

I stay trappin', 'til i'm poppin' (Yup)

[Verse 2: Smiley]

I was trappin' outside of the white house (Done-done)

My shooters in here like the White House (I do)

Feeling like Trump wit' dese pollies (Pollies)

Feelin' like blunts wit' dese mollys (Mollys)

Dese girls get freaky in the studio (Why?)

She suckin' my dick, while she bumpin' us (Top)

I only want top, no fuckin' us (Neck)

Can't find your man 'cause he duckin' us (He is)

Late nights, I don't know nothin' else (I don't)

A lil' bitch called, said she need some help (Lil' bitch)

I always hold a brick, I don't need no help (Uh)

These niggas ride a wave like a fuckin' L

These niggas ride a wave like a fuckin' L