Aye, nigga, what that work like? Aye, bitch, what that work like? You know me, I've been trappin' with it all night Niggas wanna take it there, we can take it there all night 'Bout your money, you've been trappin' with it all night Bitches wanna take it

(Get at me) Niggas want to clap me Snitches want to rap me Put it right where they back be I saw him, I saw him There he is right over there, over there (I see him) Okay, I got a message for you infamous You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big

What are you on? What are you I know what I meant for my nigga, I'm respected My life is for my people, they been movin' reckless Trap, job, plat' niggas workin' restless All you want is my money but do you respect it? Oh girl, what are you on? Oh girl,

This for killers only, yeah this for the homies Drug dealers only, yeah this members only Trap niggas only, yeah rich niggas only Bad bitches only, yeah this for the homies Bad bitches only, yeah this for the homies (go) Honorable C-Note Fresher than a

I hit the trap today, I'm gon' hit the club tonight, yeah Tell her let's go have a bite, tell her let's go have a bite Treat every night like it's Saturday night, like it's Saturday night, yeah Y'all niggas lame for that, y'all niggas lame for that Shoot

You niggas know my pyroclastic flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow it's R-A-W, R-A-W You looking at the grand wizard, war lord vocal chord so vicious And I don't have to show riches to pull up pull off with

I was there like oh my goodness, oh my Before I started rappin', if you niggas heard my story I seen a nigga slippin', he got caught up with his shorty I've been grindin' for a minute like send us a new ramp It ain't no Jordans when seein' them dudes

2018, it came with auto-park Sixty-seven thousand on an Audemar Never leave my niggas, I love all of y'all Takin' all these drugs like I'm a rockstar Hi-Tech and that Act, I don't drink Wockhardt I didn't have a car, I used to walk far Now I'm standing

"Now let me take a trip down memory lane" "Comin' outta Queensbridge" I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High,

The {"Gangsta boogie"}, the {"gangsta boogie!"} (Compton, Compton, Compton) It's the home of America's gangsta rap The place of danger where Where the cops is crooked, and them bitches is killas And them niggas hold it down like black guerillas, where