Trap

[Intro: King Gordy]
Stir Crazy
Uhh!

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)

[Verse 1: King Gordy]
Uhh! Sittin' in this piggy just meditatin'
I cannot make this heavyweight start levitatin'
Flyin' out the door, in comes Ben Franklins'
Fiends crying out for more, hit the store, need razors
Me and a nasty freak smokin' can and tea
'Til she wraps my meat sausage in her throat, I just had to skeet
Niggas attract hawks and charges that holler
I'm in a van flippin' grams, need all of them dollars
All from bangin' crack rock out my momma's apartment
Then I made a fat knock, bought my momma's apartment
Complex, the concepts, become a don, yes
Bleed the block to death, go OT and start fresh
Hustle cause my muscle the strongest, my dope last the longest
So my customers is coming regardless
You're witnessing some niggas that will do great things
I am Van Dyke's king, Exit 218

[Pre-Chorus: Illtemper]
Trap shit, trap shit, everybody love that trap shit
(Trap shit, trap shit)
Trap shit, trap shit, everybody love that trap shit
(Trap shit, trap shit)

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)

[Verse 2: Illtemper]
Trappy days, the nodders ain't tanked off Tanqueray
Raw shit, we got the Mia Wallace, crack or yay
Over the top like seat covers, shank fiend mothers, anger stays
Track queens leave needles, gee, thanks for AIDS
Coke terminology has led to outlandishness
When I tell 'em snow the product they think it's that Spanish bitch
Biz broke the pill press, no more dope Xanaxes
Tax-free advantages, the yak leads to panic tics
Taste testers with the pinky nails that chop white
Damn just missed the Arm & Hammer sale at ShopRite
Can't keep composure near a trail of cop lights
Anxiety gives the wrong impression like gay males at cock fights
Ronnie, bees in the trap, he also pees in the bath
Crackhead guard dogs, don't try to sneak in the back
Do this for my bros with their nose deep in the bag
Homies sniff geek 'til they gag, leave it at that

[Pre-Chorus: Illtemper]
Trap shit, trap shit, everybody love that trap shit
(Trap shit, trap shit)
Trap shit, trap shit, everybody love that trap shit
(Trap shit, trap shit)

[Chorus: King Gordy]
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)
Forgive me, my mind in a trap (In a trap)
Makin' money off Colombian coke (That coke)
So many guns, it's like I'm in Iraq (In Iraq)
Here comes another fiend knockin' at my door (My door)