No. 9

(Ay Sage that's 4k)
Hook
Trap keep jumping and jumping and booming and booming
Lil bro fell in love with the scale
Put on Chanelle number 9, I ain’t wasting no time
When i walk and she notice the smell
I ain't gonna tell on nobody, if them people find me I'm going
Directly to jail
Bag full of za you can tell by the smell
I can’t fuck with no rappers they talking to 12
Bag full of za you can tell by the odour
He played the Opps and we shot the promoter (ay)
He played the opps and we shot at the dj
I get my shooter a strap for his b-day
Peddle a hoе to my man like a relay
Come gеt a order deliver like e-bay
Jumped in the game we 'on play em like EA
I know a rapper that talk to the DA (ay hey)

(Verse 1 )
Half of these folks just be telling on niggas
Damn he got shot like we taking some pictures
He finna die he keep making em disses
Broadie gon smash on a opp from a distance
Trap keep jumping and boomin and we got em sticks
Like we tryna go build us a house
Brody a stepper for real he can't come where I live coz he prolly
Gon step on the couch

This shit for real I ain't makin it up
That nigga broke he ain't makin enough
He owe me money I'm taking hist stuff
Them niggas telling they sayin its us
Please do not call me for less than an ounce
Shout out the plug we ain't facing no drought
All of this money can't fit in no pouch
That nigga pussy we taking him out

Momma got mad I ain’t make it to church
Made me a hunnid while making this verse
Cup full of muddy I came from the dirt
All of that dissing put him on the shirt
I ain’t no rapper that nigga try stealing from who? We leave that
Boy in the sky
You know, he ain't seen it coming he thought it was over
Damn, he got hit by surprise

Hook
Trap keep jumping and jumping and booming and booming
Lil bro fell in love with the scale
Put on Chanelle number 9, I ain’t wasting no time
When i walk and she notice the smell
I ain't gonna tell on nobody, if them people find me I'm going
Directly to jail
Bag full of za you can tell by the smell
I can't fuck with no rappers they talking to 12
Bag full of za you can tell by the odour
He played the Opps and we shot the promoter (ay)
He played the opps and we shot at the dj
I get my shooter a strap for his b-day
Peddle a hoe to my man like a relay
Come get a order deliver like e-bay
Jumped in the game we ’on play em like EA
I know a rapper that talk to the DA (ay hey)