Hit da trap

No, mama, no, you ain't mad at it Goddamn, I'm about this shit, I'm hard Hit the truck and get it booming Yeah, I got them bags in Yeah, I'm in that fuckin' yo Tell them niggas tap in Shit, no, Mario got that zyde Yeah, it gets you real hot Yeah, I'm in them fuckin' booths Bitch, I'm turned up, I'm on mine Yeah, we poppin' out Yeah, we rockin' out With them drapes, yeah Comin' right here on Yeah, I have your block shakin Yeah, fuckin' on your bitch, yeah Got her legs shakin Go in here and chop Goddamn, I'm about this shit, I'm hard Yeah, I kick the ass out Cause she ain't got shit for me Yeah, niggas already know I be rockin' with my green Yeah, niggas better not play around So I'ma f*ck the scene Told the twin to get the bags Yeah, it's time to ride out Yeah, I'm outside in the 80 Yeah, I'm servin' all these fiends Niggas already know just what I'm on I come through turn like Mr. Clean Bad bitch in the drop Yeah, you know I'm pushin' up Yeah, I'm creepin' on that block I can't wait till this shit get hot, yeah Hit the truck and get a boomer Yeah, I got them bags in I'm just runnin' right through the O Tell them niggas to tap in Yeah, boy, I got that Zype Yeah, it get you real high Yeah, it get you to the sky I had to f*ck first in life Yeah, we poppin' out Yeah, we rockin' out With them drapes, yeah Fuckin' on your bitch, yeah I got her legs shakin Yeah, go in here to spot Yeah, don't come to this paper Yeah, niggas better not play around So I'ma f*ck the scene Told the twin to get the bags Yeah, you know I'm pushin' up Yeah, we rockin' on slime When you play with me, that be a bad kill I got some bitch, she tryna f*ck I told that shit to Hell Yeah, I don't even want that shit That shit look burnt, I swear to God That shit look, too filth You better stop, before I put you on the shelf When you play with me, that be a bad kill I got some bitch, she tryna f*ck When you play with me, that be a bad kill I got some bitch, she tryna f*ck I told that shit to hell Yeah, I don't even want that shit That shit look burnt, I swear to God That shit look, too filth You better stop, before I put you on the shelf