Live From The Trap

If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks Can you tell me where I'm at If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks Reporting live from the trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Reporting live from the trap Sick and I'm twisted just know that I'm gifted I said I did it I'm doing this shit Get it and flip it then stack up the digits It's taller then midgets I'm getting it quick Get in the air or get on the road Don't even care just get them and go Hit up the plug and get me some more He showing love get mine for the low Whole lotta guns don't think they for show You playing games we kick in yo door Whole lotta trees my niggas all grow How many Ps don't even know They getting high now I'm running low Dispensary vibes my shit like a store More flavors then baskins robins I'm Batman and my niggas robin I'm the trap man yea my niggas got it Got a black strap sitting in my pocket My stacks fat can't fit in wallets My backpack got Louis on in it I'm presidential feel like Obama You play the fifty then I'll grab the tommy I stay busy cuz I'm chasing commas My life look like a movie don't it If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks NCan you tell me where I'm at If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks Reporting live from the trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Reporting live from the trap I think that I'm going insane They wanna blow out my brain Just cuz I slang Really been doing my thing Getting on planes they think I'm moving cocaine Really be getting the bread I got on red they think I'm rolling with gangs Stayed in my lane Copped me a chain Next I might go grab me a range Enough of the talking bring out the coffin They let the boss in i'm like a Martian Looking for bargains must be a target You're not my dogs so don't get to barkin Know all your moves they think that I'm stalking I'm not a fool you must be retarded Bending the rules my waters uncharted Kicking em' out man I'm feeling Martin I'm eating good I see that they starving I'm in the hood I'm chilling with mobsters Pull up my hood if we have a problem Covered in shells we calling him lobster He's an imposter someone stop him I'm with the robbers they with the coppers I'm more like gold and they more like copper Sonning these rappers I'm really they poppa Damn life suite as grandma's Kool-Aid You a Waterboy Bobby Boucher I don't really do much but get paid Get money and I stay out the way If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks Can you tell me where I'm at If she here she make it clap If you here you getting packs If I'm here I'm counting racks Reporting live from the trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap Reporting live from the trap