[Intro]
Uh
Ah, ah-ah
Hahahahaha
Ain't gon' lie, man, I'm killin' shit right in this motherfucker
I ain't never been the type of rap nigga to trap
I know what to rap not 'bout shit I ain't doin'
Especially 'bout no trap shit, man, this shit goddamn serious, man, nyah
You hear me?

[Chorus]
Put the trap before this rap shit, I go hit the block, hmm
I'm forever trappin' that re', you screamin', "Fuck the cops" (Huh)
If I ever packin' the pack, I ain't gon' never stop
Pussy nigga, you bet' not lack, I shoot him 'til he drop
Uh, tell that bitch, "Better cut a nigga off and lose a loser"
Only got one kit, but I'm fuckin' bitches, a baby boo'd up
I know niggas who wanna pop five niggas and still don't claim a shooter, hmm
I'm just trappin' bad, scream, "Fuck the feds and fuck the cruisers" (Hmm)

[Verse 1]
She screamin' that she got some good head, I'ma pay her to do it, uh
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these bitches, I ain't scared to lose 'em, uh
I been fuckin' on niggas hoes, ain't playin' it smooth, I'm in the cut
She only fuckin' with Boston Richey 'cause the bitch know I'ma boss her up

[Refrain]
Uh, uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh

[Verse 2]
These IG baddies, they ain't shit, I'm tryna go fuck with Bunna, uh
Fuck them niggas, I'm Mr. Paper, shit, lowest chain a hundred, hmm
I'm stuck in this shit all by myself, nigga just like Wunna, hmm
I'm deep in this shit, went fed from trappin' marijuana
I need a gangster bitch, jump up in traffic just like Shawna
Boss up, nigga, I pull up in TRX or H2 Hummer, ah
I got that rank up in my hood just like Obama
I'm dripped in big ol' Balenciaga boots just like a bomber, hmm
I'm standin' out, trappin' that dope out until the sun
Lil' bitch don't wanna fuck on me the first night? Then she a goner
She don't hit that head and suck it sloppy? Then I swear, I don't want her

[Chorus]
Put the trap before this rap shit, I go hit the block, hmm
I'm forever trappin' that re', you screamin', "Fuck the cops" (Huh)
If I ever packin' the pack, I ain't gon' never stop
Pussy nigga, you bet' not lack, I shoot him 'til he drop
Uh, tell that bitch, "Better cut a nigga off and lose a loser"
Only got one kit, but I'm fuckin' bitches, a baby boo'd up
I know niggas who wanna pop five niggas and still don't claim a shooter, hmm
I'm just trappin' bad, scream, "Fuck the feds and fuck the cruisers"
[Refrain]
Uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh