Stuck In the Trap (feat. iiilo)

I'm stuck in the trap, I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap, I'm stuck in the trap I'd rather drop a tee than drop a tape Take a shit or more, slide through the jets A hundred bundles in a Avalon You're probably getting stepped on The wrong nigga to step on 28 O's, I sold bowls out Exxon Lolo getting guap And you know I got what you're reaching for Still selling nicks, brick nigga What you pitching for Brick or more, kicking in this door Poured deuce, I made a score I'm from Baltimore, O.T. needed in the mall Counting out when I get bored Grammy's jamming out the accord Chicken blocks, they textures Dirty razors in the kitchen drawer Knockers in the floor to explore Nigga left, gotta ditch the home Two hundred or more, you shot with me You'll be back for sure These niggas frauds, really rapping What is my brother doing Really rent an Uber to the skies But I'm really doing Interstate trapping, couple more I'll come to your door Money transactions and interactions I'm looking for Gas, propane, hundred of that Kitchen for two or more Trapping the whole 24 Use the extras to make some more Learn patience, fast paces Should've listened some more Bad blocks, I straight drop Now you gonna see them all I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap You don't work, you don't eat, nigga No fancy metaphors I peddle raw inside the corner stores Ask your mama what she waiting for Cop and bop The cops circle the block The rocks tucked in my socks Sixteen in the glock Drop 28 in the pot 34 when it pop I don't stretch it a lot I perfected a drop Coupe cropping the top I'm Tupac in this drop I do it B-I-G I'm big pop with my block I R.I.P to the G's 224 grams In a minivan Coming from Maryland We stopped in the Carolinas Bubble wrap inside the brake pads And I'm a shake ass In Sha Allah the dogs don't find it Whoever said illegal was the easy way out Never took a trip down south Or had to figure out a new route The move smooth, I doubt They know what I'm talking about Without picking up a handbook Nigga, you should've seen the way them yams took Every six came back a foot I ain't had to look That double up was lovely The pot was hella fluffy Like Lizzo and her tummy Anything for the money I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap I'm stuck in the trap