Trap Jumpin’

(Oh lord, Jetson made another one!)

(Chorus)
I jumped up off the porch and started trapping with the thugs
I can't work no 9 to 5, I fell in love with selling drugs
Told my teacher when I grow up I know I'mma be the plug
I don't got shit to give a bitch but in the trap I'm showing love
Trap jumping I got J's at the door
Good dope they keep coming back for more
You falling off cuz your pack moving slow
I get it gone cuz I get it for the low

(Verse 1)
I can't work no 9 to 5 I'd rather serve it to the fiends
I got the trap jumpin like I'm on a trampoline
I've been counting all the money, all I see is blue and green
Making profit off the drugs, I weigh it on the triple beam
In a kitchen with my daddy and he taught me how to lock it
Big racks inside my pockets got me flexin like I'm Rocket
And you know I'm plugged in like the muhfuckin socket
All these drugs I be servin got my pockets lookin stocky
Started selling nicks and dimes, and now I'm playing 'round with P's
Migo don't got a piano, but I know he keep a key
I got different types of drugs, I can getchu whatchu need
I'm the neighborhood plug, tell em come and shop with me

(Chorus)
Trap jumping I got J's at the door
Good dope they keep coming back for more
You falling off cuz your pack moving slow
I get it gone cuz I get it for the low

(Verse 2)
Mexico was skippin school, but in the trap I'm doin math
Beat the pack just like a boxer, gotta hit it with the jab
I got money flowin in like the water in the bath
Know I made my mama mad because I took my daddy's path
Keep my strap when I be trappin, I can't take another loss
I been running, catching plays, like my name was Randy Moss
Front them bags to my dawg, he know how to get em off
I heard your partner's not your bro, so you can't call yourself a boss
I been trappin all week, they been blowin up my phone
I'm juggin and finessin, gotta get the pack gone
And until I make my profit, I ain't goin back home
New money in my pockets with the same clothes on

(Chorus)
I jumped up off the porch and started trapping with the thugs
I can't work no 9 to 5, I fell in love with selling drugs
Told my teacher when I grow up I know I'mma be the plug
I don't got shit to give a bitch but in the trap I'm showing love
Trap jumping I got J's at the door
Good dope they keep coming back for more
You falling off cuz your pack moving slow
I get it gone cuz I get it for the low