[Intro]

Yeah, Ropsy, listen

(Sefru, this shit bang)

Ayy, yeah, look

[Chorus]

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come (Ayy, look)

[Verse 1]

Why thеy think just 'cause I'm a rapper that I won't hesitatе to try slap ya?

I ain't into the he said, she said, yeah, they got toys, but they ain't gon' slap nothin'

Like too many boys wanna chat shit, but I guess they gon' hate when you make it

Like how they gonna act all bad, get caught lacking, and write them statements?

Work rate unmatched, bossed up, now I get to them racks

Try sit on the fence, you get shot off that, 'round here, we don't play or fuck with rats

I can put ten on a Glock right now, but that sawn-off and .22 comes real cheaper

MFB64 be the team, I'm the don 'round here, go and ask your leader

[Chorus]

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come (Ayy)

[Verse 2]

Really started this 64 shit, why you think everyone be throwing up 6s?

At a show, just me and my bro, big strap in the car, we don't play with these bitches

I ain't fucking with half of these rappers, fuck all of that, I ain't riding a wave

I just got off a plane from Brisbane, sold-out show with Kerser again

I just need money and vibes like Nemzzz, I ain't tryna beef this year, that's facts

My opps know I don't play with the music, step off stage and I get to the bag

Tracksuit season, stepping out, yeah, we all about cash, we don't need the clout

I been running up bands on my ones, no cap, why you think that I'm fresh when I'm stepping out?

[Chorus]

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come

You say you a trap boy, but you never sold none

You say you a shooter, but you ain't never sold guns

We got money coming in, whole team really got funds

Try and violate, we get 'em got before them cops come