Crap House

[Chorus: The Popper]
I'm shooting Tweets out, I'm on the highway
I'm on Instagram, used to be on MySpace
Life's a gamble, kinda like a crap house
Got my ??? ??? line pinging like a trap house
Know a couple dudes paralyzed from them crap outs
Niggas wanna floss, I'm on the under on the back route
I call it the back streets, romp up, smash out
Fast life a gamble, kinda risky like a crap house

[Verse 1: The Popper]
Ain't no telling how far your luck 'ill take ya
One thing I learned is that the money never make ya
Pack the biggest gun, someone 'ill still erase ya
Caught him at the light, knocked his noodles in his scrapper
Never been a hater, all I do is be me
If I buy one, through my two eyes I see three (I see three, I see three)
Walt Lee be, chilled as a cup of ice
Learn your lesson once, if he fuck you once, he'll fuck you twice
There's nothing nice, the hardest dude 'ill fall
Gamble with your life, sometimes on the turf you'll lose it all
And that, ain't how its supposed to be
Lately I've been only gaming people up that's close to me
Sorry if you ain't notice me, I'm outta sight, I'm outta mind
This casino closing up, I'm damn near outta time
Back against the wall, bout to roll the dice
If its snake eyes on this table then I know the price

[Chorus: The Popper]
I'm shooting Tweets out, I'm on the highway
I'm on Instagram, used to be on MySpace
Life's a gamble, kinda like a crap house
Got my ??? ??? line pinging like a trap house
Know a couple dudes paralyzed from them crap outs
Niggas wanna floss, I'm on the under on the back route
I call it the back streets, romp up, smash out
Fast life a gamble, kinda risky like a crap house

[Verse 2: Feezi Cash]
Yeah
Gotta let you know what Feez bout
Back routes, trapping out the D-House
Stupid moves, lined up out the greenhouse
Neighbors don't trip because they know that this they weed house
In and out, trafficking the weed hours
We won't be leaving if it snow or if we see showers
Play Heavy D, no B Flowers
Keep the smack on me, it never see the counter
Spare time, count money, Facebook
Five hundred, close range, face cooked
Then show me how his face look, we straight push
Let my niggs out, I put some money on they state books
I move silent, but the tree loud
Smoking Keisha, while I'm weighing, busting P's down
Promoters say they want the G's out
Bitch playas, and the C's and B's out, so reach out

[Chorus: The Popper]
I'm shooting Tweets out, I'm on the highway
I'm on Instagram, used to be on MySpace
Life's a gamble, kinda like a crap house
Got my ??? ??? line pinging like a trap house
Know a couple dudes paralyzed from them crap outs
Niggas wanna floss, I'm on the under on the back route
I call it the back streets, romp up, smash out
Fast life a gamble, kinda risky like a crap house

[Verse 3: Donta Slusha]
Before I backs in and park, I hits the block twice
Eyes always in the rearview at a stop light
Backwood, dark and a pop, I drop a fo' in it
And that's just to get my morning going
You can catch me white oak, gripping the 7 series, sophisticated
??? fresh out of a split, got corporate tunnel paper
Kept on finessing the beat cuz I live the trap life
All day I pump white girl, but got a black white
Chopper gotta jack knife, concrete grip with a handle so big, you need at least 3 niggas to aim straight
But not me, I aim straight, cuz Eastside niggas stay for game day
Check the ??? line, matter fact check the hand signs
Watch where you stepping, shit, might hit a landline

[Chorus: The Popper]
I'm shooting Tweets out, I'm on the highway
I'm on Instagram, used to be on MySpace
Life's a gamble, kinda like a crap house
Got my ??? ??? line pinging like a trap house
Know a couple dudes paralyzed from them crap outs
Niggas wanna floss, I'm on the under on the back route
I call it the back streets, romp up, smash out
Fast life a gamble, kinda risky like a crap house