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