[Intro]
Ayy, roll that Nuski up
Trap, trap, trap, trap
All I wanted was some trap gear
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(Trey Billz on the beat)
[Verse]
Ridin' around town, smokin' loud on that fuck shit (Gang)
Pourin' twin cup shit (Gang)
Serve your ass in public (For real)
I don't fuck with niggas (Nah) 'cause their ass suspect (Fufu)
Bugaboo bitches buggin' me 'cause I'm buzzin' (Get back)
Real trap nigga, swear I'm always sellin' somethin' (What you want?)
I don't know who smoked him (Huh?)
I just know they slumped him (What you talkin' 'bout?)
Pigs askin' questions (Who?), I don't know nothin' (Nothin')
I caught amnesia, I don't know nothin'
Trappin' ain't dead (Trap Money), touched more bands than a cashier (Huh?)
Tatted 6347 'cause I trapped there (For real)
Asked me what I wanna be, the same nigga from last year (GoDumb)
Caught a lil' casе and went to court in my trap gear (I'm herе)
Only fuck around with some niggas that'll blow some' (Bah)
Neighborhood intruders (Bah), yeah, my shooters, they gon' smoke some' (Glah, bah, bah)
Ridin' 'round like O-Dog (Huh)
Ain't goin' out like O, nah (Odee)
Heard he get jammed up and barkin' on his own dogs (What?)
I just want some head in my trap gear (Trap, trap)
Shoot a nigga dead in my trap gear (Trap, trap)
Countin' dead pres' in my trap gear (Trap Money)
Thirty in the clip, one in the head in my trap gear (Thirty, thirty, thirty)
I don't need no cutty buddy (Nah)
I just want some cutty (For real)
Shawty gave me head, now she talmbout she love me (Bitch)
All my hoes' panties showin' 'cause them bitches slutty (They slutty)
Smokin' out the pound got me think I'm seein' somethin' (Who's there?)
Trap look like winter (Huh) and it's only summer (Huh)
Shout out to my blender (Huh), keep that money comin' (Huh)
Woke up with two bitches (Two bitches) right next to my bumper (Bah)
Nah, that ain't no Keta (Nah), give that to your uncle (Goofy)
Ridin' 'round town in a foreign and I'm dumpin' (What you need?)
I got Keta for the low, hit me if you want it (It's smokin')
Nuski and Patoon, pockets full of J Money (Fuck 'em)
You say you Money Gang, you ain't gettin' money? (Fuck 'em)
Boy, I'm big gang, I'm big clout
Mr. Sell These Bricks Out (Get out)
You ain't tryna purchase, then you got to get out (Lost)
Tryna whip a wish right (Huh), got to keep them doors locked (Whip)
Flaky-ass niggas tryna make my bankroll stop (Snitches)
I know these niggas tellin' (Huh)
Kickin' with some felons (For real)
Got a new bitch and she gayer than Ellen (She bad)
I fucked her when I met her (Fuck her)
I'm clutchin' my Beretta (Glah)
I know niggas at my head, but I can't sweat it (Fuck 'em)
In the trap house, couple chops, no matchin' (We got 'em)
And it's hella traffic
Bales, we be trappin' (We got 'em)
Niggas want war, I got Wooski for the static (Lil' Wooski)
Yeah, I got shot, we blowin' back like a [?] (Get at 'em)
And they pocket watchin' like, "Young, where you get that cash from?" (Don't worry)
Had to make it add up
What I got my mask for? (Stick 'em up)
I was dead broke, I load my nine up and blast, uh (Add it up)
Leave a nigga bloody red like his ass slime, uh (Blood)
My worker bring me six (Huh), I don't play 'bout my pesos (No-no)
Got a bunch of naked bad bitches on my payroll (They naked)
My name should be Diablo (Diablo), cara de pendejo (Huh)
I'm not with the talkin' (Huh)
Cheese shit, get the yayo (Huh)
Trap Gear Freestyle was written by FBG Young.
Trap Gear Freestyle was produced by Trey Billz.
FBG Young released Trap Gear Freestyle on Wed Apr 08 2015.