Trappin shit out'

Stackin that paper these niggas too tender can't fw these niggas Imma keep chasin this paper and trappin shit out Till this money can't fit in my denim Lil hoe keep my callin my phone and I jus hit decline I ain't really got time for these women If you ain't Baxkend gang then you can't eat wit us So you betta not come this dinner (Uh) I'm trappin shit out Junkies keep hitting the do in and out Say the wrong the thing And we whipin em out Beat down his block And we give em some clout Bitch try to rob Bet we taking em out I'm finna drop a whole dub in my mouth Workin all day I cant take a time out Talkin all tough ain't no workin it out I'm finna put the whole chop in his mouth Walk that boy down and they chalkin em out He try to run and I'm hawkin em down I said be quiet bitch don't make a sound Lemon squeeze make that boy eat err round I'm in a stolen car ridin through town He say he gone kill I ain't waitin around I'm finna catch em and put that boy down He really b tellin that's why he around If I sense a rat Make my slime take em out I'm trynna f*ck nah I can't take you out He sayin he betta and I b like how Can't een rap throw yo track on the ground They see me winnin I'm makin em frown Up at the top ain't no takin me down We all gotta eat free my dawgs out the pound BaxkEnd biness till my days go down Stackin that paper these niggas too tender can't fw these niggas Imma keep chasin this paper and trappin shit out Till this money can't fit in my denim Lil hoe keep my callin my phone and I jus hit decline I ain't really got time for these women If you ain't Baxkend gang then you can't eat wit us So you betta not come this dinner