Trapping Hard (feat. Otf Ikey)

Yeah They don't know how the fuck we coming, man Know we trapping, getting to this motherfucking money Ikey Mikey, we on our OTF shit, you heard? Shit, man Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Let's get it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (To it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah (Going stupid) Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah (That Uzi) Why it seems like all my closest niggas hate on me I been smokin' dope in every state, they should wait on me I done spent some cake, about 50K on this bracelet Fuck what you sayin', mask off, you know we takin' shit Pull up in them trucks, you outta luck, you know we facin' shit I'm never with a basic bitch, yo bitch, she on my waiting list Plus she cannot take the dick, I ate her up like steak and shrimp Fuck you mean, nigga? I'm a demon, I get busy, nigga I'm on a bean, I had a dream I had to kill a nigga It's what it seem, my whole team worth some millis, nigga Send that mini van to come and get ya (Skrrt) We off them pills and exotic liquor Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Let's get it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (To it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah (Going stupid) Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah (That Uzi) You be smoking out the Zips and we be smoking out the pounds You be shooting out the whip and we'll run and gun you down Whole gang in all black with choppers finna paint the town Better pray to Allah 'cause God can't save him now Came from the jungle, bust the brick and made like 80 thou I could never fumble, hit the plug up when it touch down Get yo bitch and dick her down And have my young bitch eat her out Yeah, have that young bitch eat her out Trapping hard, getting to it Diamonds on me, she choosing Ice on me, I'm cooling Got some Bloods with me, they booling Boy, who the fuck is you fooling? I been trapping hard, getting to it They praying on my downfall, I can never see myself losing Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Let's get it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (To it) Get the bag, run through it Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) Trapping still, going stupid, yeah (Going stupid) Trapping hard, getting to it (Get to it) Get the bag, run through it (Run through it) Pop some pills, I might lose it, yeah (Might lose it) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah (That Uzi) 30 rounds in that Uzi, yeah