Intro Lyrics

I was posted in the trap with them racks in my denim

Just give me a zip and give me thirty minutes

Breakdown Bills baby this ain't no image

My girl just text me she can't wait til I'm in it

Buss it down until we both finished

Trappin and Rappin bitch I'm doing both missions

Pop half a perc got my nose itching

Don't know what happened Trap Bills don't do no snitching

She give me FaceTime with no iPhone

I just pulled up pockets fat with my eyes low

Ain't shit sweet round this bitch this ain't Milo's

They used to call me a dog like Shiloh

Now we might pop at ya dog like Old Yeller

Feds ask me questions I go straight Helen Keller

This Louis V belt the same color Nutella

She tell me she love me don't know what to tell her

Ain't rockin Margiela's I'm rockin the dunks

Ride around with my strap in my lap not the trunk

All these bags in the spot got me smelling like Runtz

Still got low prices on the gas like Trump

Fuck 12 I'm a run before I sleep on a bunk

Drop one off and go pick up another like Tonk

I stayed down ran that shit up in a month

Hit em with the heavy metal if he think I'm a punk

Hit em with the heavy metal if he think this shit sweet

On my block when it's hot I still stay with the heat

If we beef then it's up ain't no Kanye and Pete

I don't fuck with police we keep shit in the streets

I been trappin for years you been trappin for weeks

I walk in with that sack and they tell me I reek

I go flip me a bag and then clap me some cheeks

Say they lookin for me but they know where I be

I was posted in the trap with them racks in my denim

Just give me a zip and give me thirty minutes

Breakdown Bills baby this ain't no image

My girl just text me she can't wait til I'm in it

Buss it down until we both finished

Trappin and Rappin bitch I'm doing both missions

Pop half a perc got my nose itching

Don't know what happened Trap Bills don't do no snitching

She give me FaceTime with no iPhone

I just pulled up pockets fat with my eyes low

Ain't shit sweet round this bitch this ain't Milo's

They used to call me a dog like Shiloh

Now we might pop at ya dog like Old Yeller

Feds ask me questions I go straight Helen Keller

This Louis V belt the same color Nutella

She tell me she love me don't know what to tell her