Traphouse

I'ma turn this party to a trap-house

Nittys smoking white till they black out

I know I was broke but I got racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out

Tap out, tap out

I know I was broke but I got racks now

Racks now, racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out

Yo ima turn the block into a war

Ever squeezed off the shotty corn flying through the door

Im the truth and they know

Neck shots when i roll

He got slapped in his dome

3 stacks for this pole

4 bags for the spins

We put packs into cling

Sent a bag to his account and got him wrapped on the wing

They're not safe in the jail

I got him shaved in his cell

25 for a sweet, I'm not saving these bells

I just let it rain for all those times I've been in pain

In and out of lanes counting readies in my shades

Any beef then ill aim

We got the glizzy in the Range

He knows exactly what I'm on so whys he capping on my name?

If I don't make it out from rap

Plan B you know we stay breaking down them packs

I ain't trusting no bitch to be saving racks

If I back it I'ma shoot, I'm not taking chat

I'ma turn this party to a trap-house

Nittys smoking white till they black out

I know i was broke but i got racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out

Tap out, tap out

I know I was broke but I got racks now

Racks now, racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out

Yo we skrring foreigns through the ends like its the Grand Prix

Had nothing from a youngen used to fall in love with bad b's

Now im making money i need more spots to stash p

Im paying peoples rent so they treat me like I'm family standard

Had to cut him loose he's like a anker

I tell get this money feed your family that's gangster

I'm selling proper ganja this ain't no propaganda

Calli buds had my white bruddas talking like he's rasta

Look gully rid a 6 in the can whilst still mashing P

Came out dropped a 100 on a kettle and some Louie V

My akis in the trap but I know millionaires who get it clean

Never had a silver spoon, I came up off a quarter b

Countryside to huddersfield shit you know my teams strong

And shout Booter Bee my aki that's a real don

It's not long one call I get you squeezed on

10 packs land give me 2 days its all gone

Guns out in country got the glizzy on my hip

Yo cock it back and shoot I'll put a bullet in your wig

Quarter mill lines and burners talk beef then were lurking

Poked him once now that pussy was squirting

Bro, come we turn that party to a trap-house

Pussy so good baby girl it made me tap out

Blacked out we dont back down

Course they know my face in my cunch town

I'ma turn this party to a trap-house

Nittys smoking white till they black out

I know I was broke but I got racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out

Tap out, tap out

I know I was broke but I got racks now

Racks now, racks now

Put her in submissions make her tap out