With the gang, trapping ain’t no rap bout It
No Bobby Shmurda, know de lingo ‘for you Rap about it
But you know, I got the shmoke
She chocking on the blunt like she choke When she deep throat
Gimme neck, then lemme sleep hoe
I been trapping all week wid the team hoe
Damn shawty I can see you want it bad
Go ahead baby make de booty clap
And gimme head baby you ain’t new to Dat
And looking at that ass, I know what to do Wid dat
I’m a G, rocking designer
Smoking my own shit man fuck your Supplier
I’m double cupping what I’m sippin ain’t No robitussin
All these bottles that you coppin man to Me is nuthn
Man I’m sippin till no motor function
I pull up skrr, that’s how my motor function
In the club, you know we do bottle service
And my Niggas like guerrillas finna make You nervous
I’m trapped in the stu and uh...
Finna trap with crew cause uh...
That’s what you do when they hating on You then I pull up with 2’s
If you want shmoke dawg you know
Shoot you dead,no repeating
Boy you know that a nigga bad
Pull up on my own party then I flip bag
Man you know I’m finna finish dat
Is not a problem, real nigga
These niggas think on the mic I use Cheatcodes
Let off de heat and El Niño don’t reload
Watch what I do in round 2
Shit got too real cause the gang got too Rowdy
Might cop a ghost, if this shit hit the Mileage...
Lil bitch a nerd but she geek off that Molly