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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich The Kid
Vocals
Rico Love
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diego Avendano
Songwriter
Dimitri Roger
Songwriter
Richard Preston Butler Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rico Love
Producer
Diego Avendano
Producer
Lyrics
All my niggas still trappin' gotta whip it hard (trap, trap)
From the bottom, made a milli' on the boulevard (milli')
Breakin' a pot and I bring it back (bring it back)
I hit the jug and I made a sack
In the kitchen with the pitching, it was hard work (hard work)
Ran off on the plug like four times
Only nigga that was trappin' bought a Bentley
Bitch suck dick good, bought her Fendi
I'm a jug by your niggas definition (jug)
Walk around with a hunnid, I'ma flexer (that's a hunnid)
In the trap, where I made it at (made it at)
If the brick don't come with a stamp, I'ma bring it back (bring it back)
Scrapin' the pot for the extras (scrapin')
Twistin' your bitch like a pretzel (woo)
I'ma stay on the stove like a tea kettle (tea kettle)
In the 'Rari got a red bottom on the pedal
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin' (trap, trap, trap)
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin' (what?)
Pick up your bra, drop off that bitch in the mornin' (your bitch)
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin'
Trappin' so hard, hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard, hard
Trappin' so hard, hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard, hard
Turn the lights on
In the trap, no lights on (lights on)
Got too many snakes, mo'fucka, you a python (you a python)
Too much drank, gotta pour it up (drank)
At the bank with a tank, I'ma blow it up
Got a bitch with a muzzle head slap (skrrt)
Young nigga runnin' from the paparazzi (young nigga)
Telephone ring, gotta catch a plane (brrt)
I been in the trap like everyday (trap)
Bad bitch, fuck her and jump off (jump off)
Pull up in the coupe with her panties off (in the coupe)
I been trappin' so hard
Walk around with the cash
I don't need a fuckin' debit card (debit card)
Who's steady workin' that would hate (that would hate)
I got shooters with the Uzis and the Haitians (pew, pew)
I was in the kitchen makin' baby (baby)
I got all white hail like the '80s
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin' (trap, trap, trap)
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin' (what?)
Pick up your bra, drop off that bitch in the mornin' (your bitch)
Trappin' so hard, I might be rich in the mornin'
Trappin' so hard, hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard, hard
Trappin' so hard, hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard
Hard, hard, hard, hard
Turn the lights on
Writer(s): Dimitri Roger, Rico Love, Diego Javier Avendano
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