[Chorus: Trouble]

Could nap, but I want that Range Rover

Shit in the hood, shit in the back

I get them Ms, I get them Ms

Got the tech, what you doin, fuck the red one

We from the trentches, from the streets

Trap trap, trap trap

You don't know what it like here

This shit come with a strap

Pull up on the police, they goin to tap

[Verse 1: Spodee]

I’m gettin 25 hundred for a walkthrough

I cannot turn up on those, what you thought, fool

The new chopper what I need, I bought 2

Too many niggas had the hoe, I could've bought you

I keep the 56

I could not get a ride

You can't see me trippin off the Hennessy

You ain’t got no one inside, I pray for the cases I caught, nigga

Them other cases I ride

I been gettin money so much, I drop the top on the car cause I want it

Two blunts sweating when we do this shit

Just left the dealership

I ain't bout to sign them papers, na

Imma get it on my own risk

I remember being homeless

Now the only fish I eat boneless

[Chorus: Trouble]

Could nap, but I want that Range Rover

Shit in the hood, shit in the back

I get them Ms, I get them Ms

Got the tech, what you doin, fuck the red one

We from the trentches, from the streets

Trap trap, trap trap

You don't know what it like here

This shit come with a strap

Pull up on the police, they goin to tap

[Verse 2: Trouble]

Say you fuckin with tap, got some real niggas with me, for a long time

Toat the Russian, I don't fuck unless you hold down a goldmine

You niggas too extra, I know they ain't bout to bust shit

Close my eyes, and say a prayer quick

A Town, and I get a lot of licks

Say yes to the moddles, the motto this

Pussy nigga playin games

I don't give fuck bout no damb crimes

That's some shit you would die for

Shit that you won't fight bout

Double barol, then your eyes out

Fuck ya’ll, then we ride out

Fuck good, then drive out

You really tryna test a damb hustler

We had all your shit on the camquarter

She throw that pussy when her man gone

Hundred bands, and I get it

All she needed was a hundred seconds

[Chorus: Trouble]

Could nap, but I want that Range Rover

Shit in the hood, shit in the back

I get them Ms, I get them Ms

Got the tech, what you doin, fuck the red one

We from the trentches, from the streets

Trap trap, trap trap

You don’t know what it like here

This shit come with a strap

Pull up on the police, they goin to tap