ayy, yo, marissa, and my homies hot, yo, I'm in the trap bitch, ayy, yo, I'm in the trap bitch, ayy, I'm in the trap bitch, ayy, ayy, I'm in the trap bitch ayy, I'm in the trap and I'm chillin' with gang, My personal rig i – yeah that *** chill and flam, I'm cooking you niggas, yo, niggas it's lit, two disticious in my bucket, we stay where this bang, We fool with Gucci, writing acts to the bank, 30-rod drum hit him with a flade, Stay with the mad niggas, that's a clip, Empty the mag, nigga, that's my plan, Poison is deep, nigga, watch your mans, My chopper be kicking niggas check's and check's, Skirt off in forns, niggas, taxing bands City gangma, you know were we stayin', Finally good talk and I'll pop out with dads, I still got my band I'm flexing yo' niggas, y'all really can't hate, I'm flexing yo' niggas, y'all really can't hate, Pussy boy with them, I lay him in the dirt, *** niggas tweaking, we pull off, he murk, Chasing the bag and I'm flipping that merch, I pass it back to him, don't brush what I surf, Hop in the mazzi, I drift and I swirl, Run up a chopper, he'll blow up your turf, Had his ass niggas, let him in the curb, My romance father, he'll say something, I love it when you're black, just know it ain't the talk, Don't go through, bitch, I'm letting it spark, I am a demon, I crept out the dark, Snatching your soul, I know you ain't got heart, Switchblade, cut him up, Popping these anties, killing this anxiety, Smoking on, what the ***, Smoke so much, I don't not know what sobriety, Run up a check, check, Gotta get it back, till I hop on my neck, Neck flex, flex, Just like Squirtle, diamonds on my neck, Wet, set, set, Bitches gang, talk ***, get your set, Wet, flex, flex, Test my game, still you get tagged, Blessed, I'm in the trap and I'm chilling with gang, Smoking on packs, ain't worried about a thing, If you want my heart, better worry about your chain, Catch you lacking, we gon' run up on gang, Catch you lacking, we gon' run up on gang, Catch you lacking, yeah, we snatchin' your chain, I'm in the trap and I'm chilling with gang, My pistol shoot up, yeah, that *** shoot like flames, I'm cooking you niggas, y'all niggas is limp, Two to three's on the block and we stay in his thing, I'm good for Gucci, right next to the fame, 30 round tongue, hit him with the flames, Still with my mad niggas, that's the claim, My time for them kicking niggas, Jackie Chan, I'm good for Gucci, right next to the fame, Still with my mad niggas, that's the claim, My time for them kicking niggas, Jackie Chan,