[Hook: Eddy Baker]
n***a I'm a pro in the trap straight athlete
Dealing out them grams shoulda been a damn mathlete
Cops want me caught but them piggies can't catch me
Rolled a hundred blunts I don't think no one can match me [x2]
[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Thug life b**h yeah I'm living like a criminal
Said “f** School” but I still be using decimals
Healthy Boyz b**h
Catch me somewhere smoking vegetables
Got em' for the extra low
Yo trap moving extra slow
Produce in from Mexico
Boy you know we flipping packs
All my n***as run through bags cause they know they'll get it back
Tryna get my credit up
Tryna stack this lettuce brah
All these n***as want the juice
Well I'm sipping Welcher's brah
Y'all ain't got no leverage bruh
Eddy B is extra plugged
Gonna be a long night so I brought some extra d**
Internet buzz but the streets show me extra love
Wanna go to war then you better bring some extra thugs
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Hush Laflare]
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