Traffic Trappin Freestyle

Hey Hey Hey Cue-ball white air maxes, spazzing Bitch asked where I'm at In traffic trapping Gotta keep the strap, can't get caught lacking Gotta get a sack, and collect that back end Cannot subtract, we just keep on adding Pull on your block and my boys start blasting Police ask questions, "I don't know what happened" No I am not telling, no I am not ratting No I am not lying, no I am not capping Throw me the sack and then I brought the racks in I need my money bitch; you know I'm taxing Sold some off white, I ain't talking 'bout fashion I took the trip and then I brought the packs in All of this money turned me to a savage Play with my money bitch and we start clapping Doing spins round your block, getting them laps in Yo mans a bitch, enter him in a pageant Your man's a snitch, with the police stay chatting I was down bad but now that shit is past tense I had to hustle there ain't time for slacking Make the pack disappear just like it's magic We don't fold dollars round here bitch we stack it On the block shoot my shot, leave the shit tragic Keep the work in the attic for the addicts I came from nothing but bitch now I'm having Tried taking me down, I'm the only one standing Keep on acting just to get a reaction Brought the strap in 'bout that action, bitch we blasting Cue-ball white air maxes, spazzing Bitch asked where I'm at In traffic trapping Gotta keep the strap, can't get caught lacking Gotta get a sack, and collect that back end Cannot subtract, we just keep on adding Pull on your block and my boys start blasting Police ask questions, "I don't know what happened" No I am not telling, no I am not ratting (Am I A God?)