Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
Oh yeah
Ayy
Yeah
Trap, trap, trap, trap
Trapped out in a coupe
Riding 'round witcha boo
Louis on, Jimmy Choo's
Yeah I'm faded, yeah she faded
Riding 'round through the city
All these hundreds and fifties
We ain't counting no twenties
Trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap going crazy, I've been balling lately
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
Oh sh**, here come the damn cops
f** it though, I got a stash box
Trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap going crazy like the first and the third
I was jugging and finessing
I used to stand on the curb
Now I'm the plug
I got d**, yeah I be flippin' all them birds
Yeah, if the cops snatch me up I swear I won't say no words
'Cause I came from the sauce, everyday selling them d**
Be posted up with my thugs
Yeah, we got 30's on 30's and uzi's
Yeah, I got your b**h being bougie eating sushi
Out in L.A., got her wet in a jacuzzi
She got a fat a**, bad a** like Boosie
We be rolling up in the cut making movies
Trapped out in a coupe
Riding 'round witcha boo
Louis on, Jimmy Choo's
Yeah I'm faded, yeah she faded
Riding 'round through the city
All these hundreds and fifties
We ain't counting no twenties
Trap, trap, trap, trap
Trap going crazy, I've been balling lately
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
Oh sh**, here come the damn cops
f** it though, I got a stash box
Trap, trap, trap, trap
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe
I've been riding 'round in a coupe