TRAP OR DIE Lyrics

I say internet steppers, all them niggas finna lose a leg

Niggas better kno about lil tae, man, you ah lose ya head

Try N take my chain off my neck

All that shit be dead

Jack of all trades

Shoot da choppa, den I buss the FN

Feel just like I'm Diddy, big Noe, want that 5.7

All my niggas 9 deep inna party betta bring a weapon

Catch that nigga walkin down da main right by 7-11

Plug sold outta big Gas so I

bought da resin

I can't crash out fa no pussy her shi wet foeva

Thinkin witcho dick u a dummy fuck around n wet em

Why she put me inna house on arrest like she copped a tether

She say tino do dis shit the best she ont kno who betta

Dropped a nigga tweakin onna net he was like a feather

Gamble witcho life that shit a bet I just rolled a 7

If a nigga try to play wit gang call dat nigga seven

Doctors finna have to stitch em up dat boi skill inpressive

Nigga thought he was in war da way I'm hanging right outside da vette

I got all the deals come tapN wimme all my shit be thrax

If she ain't gon ice out a nigga ion want da neck

Niggas better chill on instagram fo yo ass b next

Bitch it's trap or die my nigga I b sellin errything!

Niggas taught me how to make it quiet

You won't see a thing

All you gotta do is make a threat and now this shit a scene

Married to the game, shoulda bought that hoe a wedding ring

Niggas should've stayed in school, tried to run off from the beam

Hope I do not make the news, niggas backdoe everything

Do not get your ass exposed, tryN play up on my team

Kno this shit be looking cool, promise it ain't what it seem