Trap House Rules

[Hook]
All my niggas jugging, we got bricks and bales
You say you want a pound, we put it on the scale
Yeah, I would never tell
All my niggas touching keys, we send it in the mail
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules

[Verse 1]
Got have a strap if you trapping out the bando
All my niggas touching keys like it’s a piano
Pull up, got choppers, we killers, you thinkin’ we Rambo
You talking that shit, we flip your ass like you a sandal
Know that we trap out the traphouse
My plug he pull in and he back out
I’m beating the pack just like Pacquio
I don’t want to talk unless money talk
I just got a bitch and she foreign
She tryna get me go to Maury
Hundred bands and the Migos tourin’
I pull up and get it extortion
Me and Rel Money hit a jugg for a hundred bags, know where the gas
Trappin’ out a Maserati, young rich nigga so we sell it fast
It’s a money race and my niggas on the grind
Finish first, never last
The money is coming, just hold up
You niggas just got to relax

[Hook]
All my niggas jugging, we got bricks and bales
You say you want a pound, we put it on the scale
Yeah, I would never tell
All my niggas touching keys, we send it in the mail
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules

[Verse 2]
I got the white, I’m whipping this shit just like Pamela
I got the bricks, I got the soft in the Challenger
And if a nigga got a problem, eat him like it’s Hannibal
I foreign my whip, I pull up in Lambo or Phantom, yeah
Young rich nigga, yeah we global
If he got a problem we bite him like cobra
My niggas make plays
We servin’ them J’s, so shout out to Hova
My niggas we solid
We never fold just like poker
Trap house it stay full of babies
We serving crack like the 80’s
Pull up in a Rari, it’s vacant
Just me and my nina, my lady
Hundred bands they stay in my pocket, no Tom Brady
If a nigga got the sack, no T.I. but I’m taking

[Hook]
All my niggas jugging, we got bricks and bales
You say you want a pound, we put it on the scale
Yeah, I would never tell
All my niggas touching keys, we send it in the mail
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules
That’s the trap house rules