Trap Track ft. Messivhs Lyrics

Fuck a track, I be all up in the trap

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

Lay low, so I'm never on the map

Fuck with my cheese and I'll make you taste the mag

Fuck a track, I be all up in the trap

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

Lay low, so I'm never on the map

Fuck with my cheese and I'll make you taste the mag

Blow some cash up on the ree, I'll make it back

From the bottom, that's the valley where it's at

Then I call up on Marie, I'm blowin' back

Told her go on and make that paper, bring it back

And she work, work, that work, work

That gas on me, that purr, purr, purr

That equal on me, that chirp, chirp

They flex on me, so it's gon' hurt

I'm next, homie, if not first

I'm blessed, homie, I know you hurt

That max on me, that tech's on me

We rep only that nine sign

Can't seize a vision, that's blind sight

Don't fuck with me, don't kill my vibe

That tech on me like Columbine

I'm the set, homie, I'm comin' from mine

And I stay down for the real ones, real hot

If you comin' down, pop a nil, huh

I'm feelin' I'm gettin' high like no ceilings

Chillin' just for one night, ain't no feelings

Still feelin' on ya

Fuck a track, I'll be all up in a trap

On way

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

I will

Laying low, so I'm never on the mat

I am

Fuck with my cheese, and I'll make you taste the mag

Okay, we on some real shit

Hustling the right way

When we grind, it's on our mind

Haters benching, they no play

We the MVPs, that's what they say

From the slums to the valley

King me, I wear the crown

Over here, it's no slacking

It's real villains, we taking over

CYC9, Ricky Bless

On the front page, and from the press

Like DJ Khaled, cause we the best

They overthinking, I'm overdoing

I stay on target, I stay pursuing

I'm going hunty, cause I getting hungry

Every day, I keep it on me

And I'm talking about that fire shit

Please don't be mistaken

Cause I cook it like it's bacon

Gotta put that sauce in it

It's that beast mode, like Marshall

Cause I make the hits like a Tommy Gunn

And I never fail

Every chance I had to run this bitch, is the plan I have

So let em

Fuck a track, I'll be all up in the trap

Bitch I'm running

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

And I got it

Laying low, so I'm never on the map

Huh

Fuck with my cheese, and I'll make you taste the Mac

Rah

Fuck a track, I'll be all up in the trap

What

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

Yeah

Laying low, so I'm never on the map

Oh nah

Fuck with my cheese, and I'll make you taste the Mac

Rah

Boy I'm back, hotter than you ever seen

Yeah

Throw some water on me, bet you feel the stain

Huh

Sunning on these niggas like a fucking Bane

Bitch I am

I smoke a pack of perp, I sip a pint of Lane

What

I had to get it, so I got it

I'm dripping on them like a faucet

Water

Got bands all up in my pockets

I'm popping

My bitch better than a Barbie

Like diamond

She fuck, got me so wet

Dripping

I'm too hot, watch me flex

Like rich

No tat to my body

Nah

Only got some hickies on my neck

Shit from the valley

Yeah

On the other side of that bridge

Yeah

Got a spoon all up in your mouth

You'll never know how we live

Oh nah

Man fuck raps, I get out the hood

I rap till I get rich

I did

Man fuck raps, I get out the hood

I'm pulling off in that whip

Skrrt

Fuck a track, I be all up in the trap

Bitch I'm rich

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

It's on the block

Laying low, so I'm never on the map

Fuck with my cheese, and I'll make you taste the Mac

Rah

Fuck a track, I be all up in the trap

Trap

Trap

Trap

Trap

Fuck a track, I be all up in the trap

Trap

Trap

Need some work, let me show you where it's at

It's on the block

Laying low, so I'm never on the map

I'm on the block

Fuck with my cheese, and I'll make you taste the Mac