We used to trap, trap, scam every day, same song, huh

Wakin' up doin' drugs every day, same song, mm, mm

Goin' out to the club every day, same song

Bae, I got this shit out the heart up of the trenches

Bro said, "You the hardest

fuck them IG comments, man, don't listen"

Bro, I'm stressin', still gotta rap

and fight the cases that's still pendin'

Bae, you sexy, let me drop your panties

and make your ass go crazy

When you ready?

She wanna go out the country, I said

"Say that then, when you ready? "

Bro tryna make that spin, I told him

"Say that then, when you ready? "

I done switched my sound

I'm on some different shit, they ain't ready

I got a thousand fuckin' horses in this bitch

you ain't ready (Vroom)

You ain't ready

I'm in Houston with like twenty threats with me

we outside (Twenty)

When I say that, I mean twenty bad bitches, not the guys

Some motherfuckers ain't have no faith up in this shit

they was surprised

I ain't goin' low on pape' again until I die (Uh-uh)

Lil' bro called and said he got shakers in

bro, I'm retired (Don't do that)

I don't trust nobody with that street shit

man, I think they wired (Don't do that)

She say, "You the last nigga I did something with

"bitch, why you lyin'? (Why?)

Huh (Why?)

I ain't even trippin' on that shit

I'm tryna get my weight up (Yeah)

I fucked up, man, I already know

you ain't even gotta say nothin'

I went from green to sippin' red

like I pack-a-punched a ray gun

They found the drugs, they found the gun

I couldn't do nothin' but play dumb (What else?)

I'm mad as hell 'cause I'm in jail, I'm like

"Man, I should've just stayed home" (What else?)

Only can rap 'bout what I do

this probably sound like the same song (What else?)

When I leave the booth, I'm comin' to you

she like, "Okay, don't take long, " huh

I'm on tour right now

I ain't even gon' be in the state long

A nigga can be cool right now

but whole time, his ass fake, though

Let a nigga play with this shit

gettin' wrapped up like a bankroll (On bro)

You better show me that you want this shit too

I don't chase hoes (Come on)

Huh, huh, it's finna be a storm, okay

let's fuck until the rain gone

(Rain gone, until this shit gone, nigga)

We used to trap, trap, scam every day, same song, huh

Wakin' up doin' drugs every day, same song, mm, mm

Goin' out to the club every day, same song

Same one (Same motherfuckin' song)

Same song

Huh, huh, huh