Trap House Jumpin’

[Verse 1: Goonew]
Trap house jumping
Phone keep jumping
Junkies coming
Feds coming, then I'm running
Throw the leg in the [?]
Moncler like a Russian
Bags coming in, I'm bombing

[Verse 2: Lil Dude]
Niggas dying on the Hummer
Chopstick make him fumble
30 shots make him tumble
We slide on them foreigns when we wanna
Catch him down bad, you know we'll gun him
I ain't gon' play with these niggas this summer
I ain't gon' play with these niggas this winter
Come through your block, nigga, do not enter
[?]
Every nigga with me got a stick in the trenches

[Verse 3: Goonew]
Yeah, Goonrich
Gang gang, nigga came with the sticks
Homicide shit, nigga, catch a lick
Fox 5 shit, nigga, never miss
His momma crying, now she [?]
Hop out the coupe when I'm hitting the fifth
Hold up, Dude, let me slide on the flex
Trap on the block when I'm serving that drip
A whole auntie, you better hit the whole stick

[Verse 4: Lil Dude]
One phone call, then I'm sending the blitz
Young niggas run around with them sticks
[?] down for the whole fucking brick
We ain't gon' [?] you for your little zip
I'm the Grim Reaper and you wanna miss
I'm the big homie, these niggas ain't shit

[Verse 5: Goonew]
Bitch nigga, keep talking 'bout it, little bitch
Put the beam on his head and it's lit
Hit him in the red, nigga, now he's sick
Grab the Draco, 'bout to spend [?]
Fox 5, then we ended his [?]
The Draco singing, I like I'm fucking his bitch
.223's, when I walk down, I hit
Run down, hit his ass with this shit

[Verse 6: Lil Dude]
Popped me a Xan, getting high as shit
Drinking on wock, how I'm spending a band
We didn't get hit, we caught up with his man
Burberry trench, drinking that bitch
It's not a mistake, he had to get hit
Boom out the bank, shouts out to [?]
It's Trapnanana and Goonrich
Military niggas stay with the sticks