Uh, uh, uh, uh, uhT-t-t-t-t-think we found a loopholeMmm, mmm, mmm, mmmFuck up in my trapWho the fuck up in my trap?Who the fuck up in my trap?Who the fuck up in my trap?Who the fuck is in my trap, manWho the fuck, ayy (Ayy)Who the fuck outside my trap?Say you wanna cop a gramBitch, you better cop a pint, or an ounce, or a hailHe said he ain’t tryna cop, rob his ass, trip him downWe gon’ take his car, have him on the [?]You don’t have to be [?] when you got a hunnid ramBullets hit the back of his neck, put his face up in the groundWe got a hundred shots, I bet his body drop, I made a milli’Servin’ [?] up in this bitch like Felix, shottas as we get to dropGo run up in the [?], before I do that dirt, ain’t got a copThe choppa bullets rip the dread’s bloods, leakin’ on the dropWe shot at shit, you know I’m GeneralWe don’t care where you at, bitch, you know we finish you
They say, “Lil’ choppa brang what?” How them niggas know it’s you?No, don’t you hop up in my car, ’cause you know it’s murder flu, yeah, yeahCatch me in the trap wit’ you, Dracos up in my lapAnd I got fiends runnin’ out that want the crab like Bobby BrownI had a shootout, seen his body dropAnd all this shit went really farI don’t know about you, thugBut I really love my gunsYou see this 2060? Gotta switch it and they can hold the drumPlay a Glizzy automatic, yeah, you know it’s red rumWho the fuck outside my trap?Say you wanna cop a gramBitch, you better cop a pint, or an ounce, or a hailHe said he ain’t tryna cop, rob his ass, trip him downWe gon’ take his car, have him on the [?]You don’t have to be accurate when you got a hunnid roundsBullets hit the back of his neck, put his face up in the ground, yeah, yeahNigga, NLE the Top ShottaI’ve been a problem but I seen him through the dogs, bitch (Who?)Huh, yeah, you know we on that shotta shitHit it, ain’t no politics, bruh, you get hit then (Who the fuck is, who the fuck is)Uh, uh, no cap(Who the fuck is)(Who the fuck is)
