[Intro]
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
[Chorus]
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that lil bitch ass nigga
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that bitch ass
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that lil bitch ass
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that lil bitch ass
[Verse 1]
Shoot dice all muthafuckin day long, blowing strongs
Me and my niggas counting figures, junkies moving all day long
All night dope don't sell on its own, meet up with me, don't talk on the phone
Strapped with the chrome, y'all niggas got wrong
Say what I sold him, ain't jumping back strong
Came to me wrong, pistol to dome
Stripped him butt naked and sent his ass on
Know the boy was embarrassed, shit was hilarious, can't think of half of his joke
Tryna stay on, never off
Mind stay blown like a sawed off
And that shit I just took off that young nigga
Man, ima still get that shit off
Cause this shit took me so mayne, gotta make it play
Gotta have that fucking dough mayne, coming every day
If a nigga out here slipping, bullets they gon spray
And that shit you had on you dawg, I'm gon have to get that
[Pre-Chorus]
My momma know I trap, my daddy know I trap
My hoes know I trap, man my church know I trap
I said my momma know I trap, my daddy know I trap
My hoes know I trap, boy my church know I trap
[Chorus]
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that lil bitch ass nigga
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that bitch ass
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that bitch ass
Anythang goes on in a trap
Selling white stripper packs, dope fiends smoking crack in the back
Money coming all day, what the fuck do you know about that
[Verse 2]
If we talking money, I'm with it
If we took your money, come get it
If you got your money, I dig it
Nigga we ain't gonna be frontin', we lifted
I pour one in your stomach, then dish it
Like hold that, heat hold a living where it's cold at
Sixteen rubber with the extended extra roll back
Four buck and a half, a nigga coulda sold that
Took a loss and a half, now you gotta owe that
Young loading the mag, bout to blow that
We laid out on the porch like a doormat
Shoot right on stage, nigga where your show at