TrapDoor Lyrics

Gotta watch the trap door

Ever since a youngin' know I had to watch the back door

Backdoor

I ain't jump, uh, ayy

Walkin' off the porch but I still made it to the trap though

Ever since a youngin' had to watch out for that back door

Is you a rat? Cause how the fuck you know just what the rat know?

They like, who is that? You know it's the return right of the Mac though

Know I got my Mac though, better keep your cap low

Niggas twitter(X) dissin' like they do not know my @ though

His bitch in my mentions tryna fuck me, she in Nap though

This bitch in my business, In the G that's where i'm at though

Feds they steady listenin', tryna see just what's the cash flow

Say he wanna feature, so I'm just like, where the cash bro?

Way before the virus, I couldn't leave without my mask though

Catch me at Black Diamond, might be sippin' out the flask though

She don't gotta ask though, she don't gotta ask, no

You know I can't fuck the bitch, she don't gotta ass, no

I'm my own soldier, put myself right to the task though

Like I'm in the task force

If I ever took a L that shit is just a bad course

Mix it with the ginger ale, the fuck I gotta ask for?

Bad bitch, but you know I can't cuff her, she's a bad whore

I can feel your pad whore

I ain't never fuck her! what the fuck she mad for?

Wipe a nigga noes if the nigga really want it

Told her strike a pose, you no I'm not Luh Tyler

My bitch better than Rubi Rose, swear to God, I ain't lyin!

Trafficking bows? we got poles, fuck a nine to five

But ain't no wrong with it,

Grandma just died, Hop in the stu and make a song with it

I wanna cry, sometimes I think it's somethin' wrong with me

That bitch, she lied, but she still give that dome to me

That nigga tried, but he can't get no Chrome hoodie

I feel like I'm Kodak , I'm strapped up just like a dyke bitch

I don't give a fuck about your lyrics, nigga I ain't write shit

All my lyrics LIES, no the feds can't indite shit!

I'm an innocent guy, I'm a suburban dude

And I feel like Yeat, I rock the turban too

I feel like I'm Sethy P

I fuck with Jeff Hardy on the regularly

You ain't P, bitch I'm pushin' P, You gon' cop a plea

You ain't flee, Feds I gotta flee, nigga you ain't me

Why these niggas tryna be just like me?

Why these bitches wanna be the wifey?