Trapnese （）-Hardo /Jimmy Wopo

N**gas know that I'm a problem want me in that cage cage

Outchea like Saddam twisting n**gas'sh*t like braids braids

Trappin'trappin'walking bomb got your b**ch going both ways

She gon'drink the drip she gon'drink the dick minute maid

Get money on a bad day we meant knots made

Bricks selling at a fast pace now they want to raid

I had to shake 'em off my last case

Big O don't play

That money bag got a bag of chips n**ga Frito Lay

AK back chopped off

On a hitman mission like James Bond

Hitters like A Rod

Hit 'em with the base like baseball baseball

Ho hold on ho can't see nothing like Ray Charles

I got the drip sauce

N**ga this is my run like I'm AWOL

Lil bro let the tre off

Lil bro shoot to score he remind me of Chris Paul

2K he get crisscrossed

Two K's out the window get picked off

Them hollow tips hit hard

Them bullets I send 'em like Brett Favre

Put lanes in your front yard

While loaf with the MAC in your backyard

N**ga that's back door

What you think I got 30in the MAC for

You don't bless the streets you ain't a trap lord

Every day I'm chasing money tryna stack more

If you run down it gotta be a sure shot

Finesse the birds if them b**ches ain't a pure flock

So much work I could run it up in full blocks

So much work I be cooking out of four pots

AK 47got no stock

Cameras on the cribs you ain't getting no drop

30in the sh*t case you need more shots

I'm just f**king b**ches I don't love no thots

Baby girl probably ran through your whole family

Last name now this thing hereditary

You sweet f**k around that'll get you buried

Candy man got hitters on bloody Mary

Young n**ga ain't got no manners

Selling the d**e out my grandma's

Orangutan sh*t hold bananas

B**ch I'm a pit I'm a panther

I'm in designer no Panda

Baby girl I understand ya

I'm like AI I'm the answer

I need a rack for my manor

Busting them bricks like a transfer

Smoking the d**e and the cancer

Tru and a Gucci bandana

Ho it's your knees and surrounda

Ain't tough he just broke with a temper

Big bro on parole with the camba

I slap this sh*t to your lejo

Kidnap him he will not remember

I got a ho in Atlanta

I wrap the snow up like Santa

I pour a four in the Fanta

Out of control with the hammer

Go ask your mama lil n**ga

All of my n**gas is killers

Police in the city want ban us

No college we runnin'them bands up

Broke broke n**ga please

Four four lemon squeeze

N**gas know who got the keys

You ain't talking trapnese

B**ch I'm trappin'what you need

Chopper jumping out my jeans

Trappin'Hardo Jimmy G's

N**gas know it's Trapnese

I got a ho in Atlanta

I wrap the snow up like Santa

I pour a four in the Fanta

Out of control with the hammer

Go ask your mama lil n**ga

All of my n**gas is killers

Police in the city want ban us

No college we runnin'them bands up

Broke broke n**ga please

Four four lemon squeeze

N**gas know who got the keys

You ain't talking trapnese

B**ch I'm trappin'what you need

Chopper jumping out my jeans

Trappin'Hardo Jimmy G's

N**gas know it's Trapnese 'nese 'nese 'nese

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