Trap Freestyle

Young J's on that beat, man, you already know what the fuck going on, man

Take control, sauce it up

Catch a opp, strike him down, hell nah, we ain't leave a witness

Call my brother Q and he ain't slide like Need for Speed

All my boys, they be posted with them choppers and them ARPs

If a goofy hit my line, I'ma have to rub his ass

I ain't leave the crib without a blinky, if you want the smoke, I'm in the trap

You know where I'm at, I haven't slept in days, I've been sitting inside the scat

Posted on a corner, selling to the fiends deep up in the trap

When I hear the money calling my name, I'm on that