Trap or Die

Before I go broke, I'll traffic that girl and boy, but not like Diddy Bro got, Za bows one,700, get the low end for 850

Ain't with the Owing, niggas, I'm makin' plays feel like Terrell Gotta pull out that triple beam, Extra wrap around them bells

Fuck you mean, get rich or die tryin, it's too much money to fail Fuck you mean, you ain't got no motion when they havin' they way behind the cell

Put the money over bitches, better keep that fraction right Gettin' money in my spirit, I can't do no cheaper flight

God first, family second, next thing, go get a check Money calls, I gotta answer, could've been a call collect

Keep my cool like Keith, so in the rain, I wouldn't sweat You know Wash My blood brother, so in this world, we gotta flex

Five knuckle Shuffle diamonds hitting, I make it hard to see me Ion back pedal on my goals, I'd rather leave that to the DB's

Trappin, they ain't dead, man, these niggas just scared They been sloppin' off them percs, them helmet boys be special Ed

Pop my shit like money bag, yo, the way I'm gettin' that loaf Boa, when you get money for real, you know it's easy to fuck that ho boa

That dog shit look like cow shit, the way it's piled up on the floor I guess I'm a greedy motherfucker when it come to that money, cause nigga, I want me some more