Introduction

Alright look **** I don't really know

What the fuck you are

And I'm not saying you owe me shit

I'm a fucking nobody

But you know you know you see us asking

Is you black or what?

Cause it's really just upsetting me and my homegirls

You look a little mixed

And then I get it they they saying you like a hood

You a hood trophy

I don't really know we we supposed to give you the pass

**** is saying because you done been to jail and Maybe killed ****

Or you was raised in the hood

We supposed to let you say it umm

Me and all my homegirls and homeboys

Been talking shit all morning

Aye

Is you black or what?

Aye

Yeaaa

**** this the introduction

Baby mama calling my phone while I'm trapping

I don't know what the fuck she on

**** wasn't calling my phone when

I was down bad not eating like Ramadan

Now a **** eating good

I go top floor suite **** just like a honey bun

**** I pull up 100 guns

I'm a ol' coked out Grady baby

**** I got fronts from the candy lady

When I could not pay the lady

**** I got fronts from a real plug

You could not pay to meet

**** I done beat all kind of cases

I thought I could not pay to beat

**** I done fucked all kind of hoes

I thought I could not pay to skeet

**** I'm staying in a new condo

I thought I could not pay the lease

**** I start at the bottom Hakuna Matata

You could not play with me

**** I count up a lotta I fuck up a dollar

You couldn't parlay with me

**** I got on the Marta I couldn't afford a

**** be listening to your music

Aye

Aye

**** **** make me feel like

I need to hop in that trap immediately ****

Boy I never whipped nothing up boy

But shawty boy **** make me feel like

Aye

Boy I wanna break my wrist off in the fucking bowl

Aye

You know what I'm saying

**** this is my year

I got a whole thing in my ear

**** my hand get a little cramp

I make the money counter go frdddd

I got a switch on the back of the trumpet

It sound like a drum and that shit it go brdddd

She like to switch it up out her lil bag

She not a little ghetto hoe she go demure

She like a princess she got her own cash

I gotta go get a hoe she go mature

**** I'll make a **** disappear

They don't know what I came from

**** I'm selling bags to them other ****

They don't know what I paid for em

**** I'm shooting dice on the block

I hold my strap with the same palm

**** I swipe cards and I weigh up bags

In the trap with the same arm

**** somehow I remain calm

I'm a original dope boy

I put the bread on the top and the bottom

This shit here feel like it's a po boy

I put the bread on the top and the bottom

This shit here feel like it's a subway

**** I'm beating all kind of cases

I go out the Lucci and Thug way

**** I'm from the same motherfucking city that

Lucci and Thug stay

Same motherfucking city that Lucci and Thug stay

Y'all keep telling me he ain't white

At this point I don't even care what he is

Dude real deal make that music

I'm talking about that real deal authentic trap

Like he always give you that good authentic hood feel

Like if you ain't cut from this cloth

If you didn't grow up living like this

Or around somebody that live like this

You ain't gon understand