Trapping Life

[Verse 1]
In the hood I rate nobody
Listening to Teflon with the TEC in the lobby
MAC and a shotty
You don't want beef, you don't want beef
I'll shoot the Italian .9 at your dargs, capisce?
Chop down the box all down to Z's
Nigga talk greaze, he can sleep with the dead
Free my nigga Tiny Boost, he's sitting riding ten
While you was doing coursework with books and some pens
I was tryna get it, mouth full of pebs
Diamond baguettes, niggas dying over it
All I know is cash money, guns and some skets
I'm heading up to OT
James got a MAC so I'm heading up to Stoke Heath
I can shove ten fucking G's in my Stoney
Rolling round with Lee Lee
Bad gyal like RiRi
Shades on like Stevie
You pussies can't see me

[Hook]
My niggas ride, yeah we rape the white
You don't want beef, we ain't that pussy type
Catch me with a spice at the traffic light
The way for us man that live that trapping life
Trapping life, trapping life, trapping life
All my bitches mean business and I'm wrapping white

[Verse 2]
Counting up money to me is never boring
I be out there while you niggas snoring
My white chick, she can't get enough of snorting
The best of the best champagne I'm pouring
I'm rolling round with Stardog or white
I'm tryna stack ten every fortnight
These niggas lie, they ain't ever sold white
These niggas lie, they ain't ever sold white
I had my chef cooking like Geoffrey
Thirty bags cash, all tax-free
Tell my niggas "trap till that paper's long"
And if it's beef I'll shoot with full laser on
My bro AP, he's a trapaholic
He only speaks Trapanese, he don't understand your language
If it don't involve money, don't involve me akh
.45 exercising like aerobics akh

[Hook]
My niggas ride, yeah we rape the white
You don't want beef, we ain't that pussy type
Catch me with a spice at the traffic light
The way for us man that live that trapping life
Trapping life, trapping life, trapping life
All my bitches mean business and I'm wrapping white