[Intro:]
Trap house bunkin
Trap house mansion
I dont flesh out
Exiting
The parts I know falling
Yeah, scuba!
Im putting foes in sh**, I need it, just put the deuce in
Car cost four hundred dollars, I put a roof in
My n***a pot, cooking so good, he put his shoe in.
n***a, its a gangsta part, what f** is you in?
Hey, bossing microwave sh**, then taking too many
They know that its some scrubs in the club, they let my crew in it.
I might just do the micro big man and cook your lil fence
If you aint talking about buying grounds, then Im a dove man
I can make the dope do numbers, that states the art man
I told my b**h that her to dye her hair read like Dany Robin
If Gucci man had so much money, then why he robbing?
We do the deed, we cover the street,
n***a, we mobbing!