Spoof

[Intro: Trapland Pat]
Yeah
[?]'s here
DC here
Ayy (Damn, 2 Side)

[Verse 1: Trapland Pat]
He keep 'bout fifty rounds when he slidin', he a drum dummy
Livin' like a jew, but this ain't new, I got that young money
Fly to the West, find a plug, get that drug money
Freeze dryin' up, I make it rain, this that flood money
And I don't need no damn scale to make no measurements
Gotta double check, you at the house, you better measure this
She called me up the first night, what a clever bitch
She asked me why I do it, I just do it for the hell of it
Believe what you wanna believe, what's to discuss
Five percent in this shit all around, I'm 'bout to bust
When you done seen most of your close friends change, who can you trust?
Heard he ain't do it, but I'm a different type of dude, I would of bust

[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
I never put my pipe down
My plug callin' for a band, I'm comin' right now
Done updated on that bitch, she ain't my type now
Just flew another bitch out, she on a flight now, yeah
Keys open doors, that's the reason niggas locked out
Trap spot look like road blocks, bring the blocks out
All my rich friends tryna shop, bring the clocks out
I swerve like Mayweather, but I still knock a nigga out

[Verse 2: Trapland Pat]
Don't get me started, I'm a dealer, I'ma deal your card
I really got it, what you need, you want it soft or hard?
The dog of the row, he say the Zs really run the yard
I told Kuda just chill, when he done, he gon' be a star (Damn, 2 Side)
Went and got some property through the realtor, could've got a car
The way these niggas really make wishes, think they'd seen a star
You need to tell you daughter tone it down, better pop a bar
Play the game so sushi, play the game raw
Ayy, hold on, these niggas think they anime
Confrontation Friday, spin a nigga block Saturday
They had a viewin' on the Sunday, so don't know which one was a Saturday
Ridin' with that light machine gun, this a latter day
Climb a nigga tree, I'm in the branches, I'm just blendin' in
Mama told me hit my knees and pray, but I just sin again
I been takin' losses all my life, one day I'ma win
Gleezed him, made him press one, he got spoofed again

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, don't play with no nigga that ain't bout to play with you
I can't wait to get this money, lil' bro can't wait to shoot
They ain't let us in the door, that's why you see us breakin' through
And I was robbin' niggas, knew I was gon' face whoever moved (Boom)
Ask about me in my city, nigga, I'm a beast there (Facts)
He was talkin' crazy in the club, went to sleep there (Yeah)
We can't catch you, we gon' catch your peoples, we don't beef fair
Keep it real, when these niggas see me, they low-key scared (Facts)
Can't pay me to cross none of my niggas, I ain't CP3 (Uh-uh)
I'm in Texas, five hundred shots, me and TBG (Fredo)
Put a hole in a nigga the size of a DVD
I'ma tell her I don't know you just to fuck, is you gon' keep it P? (Is you gon' keep it P?)
I be at my best when I see my niggas eat (That's facts)
I keep thankin' God 'cause he keep bringin' me peace (Amen)
I'd spend my last just to see my niggas free (Free 'em)
We ain't talkin' shoppin' when we goin' on a spree

[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
I never put my pipe down
My plug callin' for a band, I'm comin' right now
Done updated on that bitch, she ain't my type now
Just flew another bitch out, she on a flight now, yeah
Keys open doors, that's the reason niggas locked out
Trap spot look like road blocks, bring the blocks out
All my rich friends tryna shop, bring the clocks out
I swerve like Mayweather, but I still knock a nigga out

[Outro]
(Damn, 2 Side)