trap jumpin

I bring the product I made the trap jump I got money all over my home Got pipes and pens, just give me the call We using flip phones, I'm too careful Got prada and gucci with some ed hardy I got no stylist, I came up with it all These bullets hit like stones I call it a chama clip F*ck it I think imma run me a deal I bring the product I made the trap jump I got money all over my home Got pipes and pens, just give me the call We using flip phones, I'm too careful Got prada and gucci with some ed hardy I got no stylist, I came up with it all These bullets hit like stones I call it a chama clip F*ck it I think imma run me a deal I'm kicking it back in my Ricky's I got friends that smoke like they hippies I come through your city, they treat me like royalty Got gold on my neck, feel like Jason But I got red on my sneakers No CK or BK, the clip don't discriminate I've been in the game for like five years I know my position Imma remind you where you sit at in the food chain I'm never in one place, I move like a news truck They asking how much my worth I told'em Look at my shoes I got deadlines, I don't take excuses Took my bitch on a date wanna f*ck in the coupe Took this bitch on a cruise she ask what I do for a living I bring the product I made the trap jump I got money all over my home Got pipes and pens, just give me the call We using flip phones, I'm too careful Got prada and gucci with some ed hardy I got no stylist, I came up with it all These bullets hit like stones I call it a chama clip F*ck it I think imma run me a deal I bring the product I made the trap jump I got money all over my home Got pipes and pens, just give me the call We using flip phones, I'm too careful Got prada and gucci with some ed hardy I got no stylist, I came up with it all These bullets hit like stones I call it a chama clip F*ck it I think imma run me a deal Bring the money, I'm making some millions Go to the mall and spend bout a thousand Go to the comic shop spend bout another k Don't annoy me imma empty the clip I'm keeping safe like a stash, gotta kill me to get it I'm riding around in tinted windows, feel like the president I could tell she was looking at my watch This ain't a Patek Philippe, this a Richard I'm just different, you get it They must have forgotten who I am You play around me, you get shot Took this bitch on a yacht Now she wanna handle all my carts and pots She treats me just like I'm her boss I never taken a loss She talking all this marriage and shit I told her deliver these bricks, and I might meet your parents Hold up