Off The Porch

[Hook]
I’ve been outside all night, I ain’t get back in until the morning
The bitch ask what we is, I told her just enjoy the moment
I'm the trapper of the century, I get it in by exponents
I just get it in, weigh it up, break it down, then I push on it

[Verse 1]
The rackies just flew in, and them bitches done came in the bluest
Copped a Urus and put it on Forgis, dawg—them bitches the newest
Been trapping so long, dawg, I do this shit so fluent
Just picked the bag up, drop it off—been doin’ this shit since a student

Knots in my pockets, got them bitches stuffed as fuck
I be in the back, I let my money run it up
Flash your check right now—on God, you ain't got enough
The package just came in, you could hit me for that stuff

I’ve been on the road since last night, dawg, I’m getting real active
I'm in that bitch with a Hemi in it, I ain’t getting caught in traffic
You wanna work with me, dawg? Then let’s do a motherfucking transaction
I was just a kid, jumped off the porch—dawg, that’s when I started trapping

Huh, when I started trapping—nyeah
Get a brick in, weigh it up, chop that bitch just like karate
Bitch, I’m on the top floor with a nice view
While you still stuck in the lobby
Expensive fragrance on me, bitch, I'm smelling just like Baccarati
Bitch, I try to keep the peace, but if you try me I might just catch that body

[Hook]
I’ve been outside all night, I ain’t get back in until the morning
The bitch ask what we is, I told her just enjoy the moment
I'm the trapper of the century, I get it in by exponents
I just get it in, weigh it up, break it down, then I push on it

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I’m the GOAT—unlimited flows
Could switch this bitch up whenever I want
Bitch, I’m on the road with a couple bows
Tryna get these bitches gone

I don’t care what you on—don’t call my phone
Unless it's about getting my money long
Bitch, it’s sticks to stones, that shit in my bones
Don’t give no fuck unless I’m wrong

I got them bankrolls in, counting up, dawg, looking so fucking fresh
I get your bitch going—pop up on her and told her just give me a sec
No, I don’t need y’all beats, bitch, I’m makin' them hoes all by myself
Feel like DJ Khaled up in them streets, bitch, ’cause we the best

I’m taking back-to-back flights, I was just in Albania, went to Bucharest
Took that shit through the border, dawg, and I ain’t even break a fuckin’ sweat
Bitch, I’ve been doin’ this so long—swear to God, I feel just like a vet
Geeked lifestyle, mix them bitches all around, that’s how I don’t stay stressed

Bitch, I don’t need no feature, I’ll really do this shit all by myself
Three-minute song, listen to it all so I get that fucking check
Had to Pack-a-Punch my AK, now that bitch just got a ret
Got a million dollars cash under the mattress, but the government think I’m in debt

[Hook]
I’ve been outside all night, I ain’t get back in until the morning
The bitch ask what we is, I told her just enjoy the moment
I'm the trapper of the century, I get it in by exponents
I just get it in, weigh it up, break it down, then I push on it