Trapnese

[Intro]
(Stevie killed the beat)

[Verse 1: Hardo]
Niggas know that I'm a problem, want me in that cage (Cage)
Outchea like Saddam, twist a nigga's shit like braids (Braids)
Trappin', trappin', walking bomb, got your bitch going both ways (Ways)
She gon' drink the drip, she gon' drink the dick, Minute Maid (Maid)
Get money on a bad day, we [?][0:29]
Bricks selling at a fast pace, now they wanna raid (Raid)
I had to shake 'em off my last case, Big O don't play (Play)
That money bag, got a bag of chips, nigga, Frito-Lay (Lay)

[Verse 2: Jimmy Wopo]
AK back chopped off (Chopped off)
On a hitman mission like James Bond (James Bond)
Hitters like A-Rod (A-Rod)
Hit 'em with the base like baseball (Baseball)
Ho, hold on, ho can't see nothing like Ray Charles
I got the drip, sauce
Nigga, this is my run like I'm AWOL (AWOL)
Lil' bro let the trey off
Lil' bro shoot to score, he remind me of Chris Paul (Chris Paul)
2K, he get crisscrossed
Two K's out the window, get picked off
Them hollow tips hit hard
Them bullets, I send 'em like Brett Favre (Brett Favre)
Put lanes in your front yard
While I loaf with the MAC in your backyard (Backyard)

[Verse 3: Hardo]
Nigga, that's back door (Back door)
What you think I got thirty in the MAC for?
You don't never bless the streets, you ain't a trap lord
Every day, I'm chasing money, tryna stack more
If you run down, it gotta be a sure shot
Finesse the birds if them bitches ain't a pure flock
So much work, I could run it up in full blocks
So much work, I be cookin' out of four pots
AK-47, got no stock
Cameras on the cribs, you ain't gettin' no drop
Thirty in the shit case you need more shots
I'm just fuckin' bitches, I don't love no thots
Baby girl probably ran through your whole family
Last name what? Damn, this thing hereditary
You sweet, fuck around, that'll get you buried
Candyman, got hitters on Bloody Mary, uh

[Verse 4: Jimmy Wopo]
Young nigga ain't got no manners
Sellin' the dope out my grandma's
Orangutan, shit hold bananas
Bitch, I'm a pit, I'm a panther
I'm in designer, no "Panda"
Baby girl, I understand you
I'm like AI, I'm the answer
I need a [?][1:50]
Bustin' them bricks like a transfer
Smokin' the dope and the cancer
True and a Gucci bandana
Ho, it's your knees and [?][1:59]
Ain't tough, he just broke with a temper
Big bro on parole with the Kemba
I slap this shit to your [?]
Kidnap him, he will not remember

[Chorus: Hardo & Jimmy Wopo]
I got a ho in Atlanta
I wrap the snow up like Santa
I pour a four in the Fanta
Out of control with the hammer
Go ask your mama, lil' nigga
All of my niggas is killers
Police in the city wan' ban us
No college, we runnin' them bands up
Broke-broke nigga, please
Four-four, lemon squeeze
Niggas know who got the keys
You ain't talkin' trapnese
Bitch, I'm trappin', what you need?
Chopper jumpin' out my jeans
Trappin' Hardo, Jimmy G's
Niggas know it's trapnese
I got a ho in Atlanta
I wrap the snow up like Santa
I pour a four in the Fanta
Out of control with the hammer
Go ask your mama, lil' nigga
All of my niggas is killers
Police in the city wan' ban us
No college, we runnin' them bands up
Broke-broke nigga, please
Four-four, lemon squeeze
Niggas know who got the keys
You ain't talking trapnese
Bitch, I'm trappin', what you need?
Chopper jumpin' out my jeans
Trappin' Hardo, Jimmy G's
Niggas know it's trapnese

[Outro: Jimmy Wopo]
Rrah
Hitters like A-Rod
Ho can't get nothin'