[Intro: Double Lz]

Ayy Mobz, that sounds wavey

Traphouse Mob

Dip-dip come longer than me

Swing that, 'cause I’m anti green

Bulldog get reached from gym bags

Dish that, then the opps do feet

Skid 'round there with things on things, he got chinged and he got chinged

Bow

[Chorus: Double Lz]

Four door's been spun already (Spin it)

Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it)

.38 come black like shh, ain’t too light and it ain't too heavy

Pop them doors or window ching him (Ching that)

Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)

Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Dash)

Four door's been spun already

Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it up)

.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy

Pop them doors or window ching him

Now he's dripping, ’cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)

Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Runny)

[Verse 1: Double Lz]

K on the F, thought my man’s drunk (Drunk)

Pistols bark at punks (Fuckers)

They ain't got heart and they get it too rough

Pull up on them and the shh gets upped (Up that)

Froggz just tryna leave man in the mud

Mango’s getting harassed by the judge (Free bro)

Four man pull up, three man jump out, two man running when the whip gets spun (Leggy)

If the OFB's stepping, know there's intention to grip on a weapon (Grip it)

Bang that high, won't aim where his legs is

Two man down in a week and it weren’t from cheffing (What's happened?)

Serious members, shank game tekkers

Leave man stretching, bulldogs ate him (Eat that)

Shit then, got six or seven, running man down, but I don't like legging (Fuck it)

I really do try man's chest

But the paigon boys love run off (Run)

Catch corn in your back instead

This 12 gauge really got bruck off

One got slapped when the dot-dot spreads (Spread out)

Is he gonna run like shh, get caught and slapped on the A&E bed?

OFB stepping, the ramz don't bend

[Verse 2: SJ]

Insert blades in his chest, you can keep that, bro, just hold the deposit (Keep that)

Any sort of violations man skrr 'round, conquer and demolish (Finish)

I got beef with neeks ain't on it

And guys that dash like Sonic (Runner)

Trap or bang, I make my profit

Say we don't ride I beg man stop it ('Low the talking)

Like, change the topic, I don't wanna hear these dickheads gossip (Lies)

Man's picking them up like shopping

Young boy plug in his chest, no socket (Insert)

Stop chat with your empty pockets

Bro beat corn, had a nigga hop-scotching (Don't jump)

I've took those losses, I just bounce back, like "Yo, what's popping?"

But done talk, don't chat too much

Man get 'round when the brucky's bruck (Bruck up)

Ding-dong whizz, man skid that up

Anyone beefing the gang, good luck (Good luck)

Six in the spin and two in the bruck

Itching to squeeze and puncture lungs (Ching)

Itching to squeeze and puncture lungs

I just love when the opps go swimming (Swimming)

They still don't learn, but it's just the beginning (Oh well)

Me and bro in the four door skidding

The leg shot's shit, so it's guts we ripping (Rip it)

Dip him, drill him, leave him dripping

Man's gonna go for a fuck-off chinging (Ching)

Insert blades, they scream like women

It ain't gonna change, it's the life we living

[Chorus: Double L'z]

Four door's been spun already (Spin it)

Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it)

.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy

Pop them doors or window ching him (Ching that)

Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)

Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Dash)

Four door's been spun already

Jump out, ching up your chest already (Ching it up)

.38 come black like shh, ain't too light and it ain't too heavy

Pop them doors or window ching him

Now he's dripping, 'cah bro too kweffy (Kweff)

Same old story, OFBs pull up, no hearts and the yutes too leggy (Runny)

[Outro]

Traphouse Mob