Crab Bag

Meet me at my trap house take the back route case the feds around Don't be on your phone when you in my car, yea I got dem legs around Ain't nun on the market so just stop it I'm tired of saying it now Yea I got that fat shit, tryna test it? come up playing around Me I'm trained to go, I'm painless so my heart wont spare a frown Most you niggas bitches we been knew it but I say it now Treat you niggas bitches to a crab bag, then I lay it down Grab that then i pass that to my mans that's tryna play around