Good Days

I met my plug He was over at the Waffle House I copped a pound of some perp then I slid off Told him I could flip it it was easy he was pissed off Niggas be hatin' and be softer then so angel soft I guess he figure taay a bitch and she don't Trap enough dawwwg And that that pussy ain't bout shit its laced with fentanyl I keep it peak his lil' baby know I does it all I trap a lot let's take my chips f*ck it we all gone bald Sprinkled some ollie in his blunt now he done it all He started off with perg head and moved straight to the beans You don't wanna hear the shit the nigga did with the lean I can't f*ck with every nigga stuck on every scene 'Cause niggas got to where the bitches havin' lucid dreams A clout-chasin' ass hoe can't get shit from me And if her mama was on drugs then she needed me Trap house full of junkies and some Listerine I got my zaps taste some product for a small fee Today was straight but tomorrow I'm on some different shit Paper trail so you know I stacked a long way A broke nigga can't compete with a boss like me I'ma cop a bigger pull-up till your nigga play it I'ma cop a pound of some perp then I slid off Told him I could flip it it was easy he was pissed off