[Produced by Young Chop and TM88]
[Hook: Fredo Santana x2]
Money, power, respect, that's all a n***a know
I got junkies at my door, I sell a lot of coke
So much dope, so much coke
Trapping can't get old
It's that real trap music, man don't get exposed
[Verse 1: Lil Reese]
All these fufu a** n***as, man just move around
If staining up was a sport, I would be up, God damn!
We ain't wifing these hoes, cause we don't give a damn
Getting money was a sport, I would be up some fam
Better stay up in your lane cause we don't give a damn
My youngins with the sh**s, b**h we don't give a damn
I say this 30 that I'm blowing it'll lay em down
I keep my circle close cause I don't f** around
[Hook: Fredo Santana x2]
[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
I'm a real trap n***a, you can see it in my eyes
I got weight, lot of grams, and I'm still selling bags
I need a new connect, cause his prices getting high
Threw some bands out at the factory, I'm just trying to get it back
Get it back, get it back, hit the trap, I get it back
I got workers in the back, and they're pushing all these packs
God damn, God damn, I'm the man, girlfriend
s** my dick, s** my dick, b**h you gotta do my mans
Any stains any licks, you know I need ends
Kick the door, lay you down, split the profit with my mans
[Lil Reese]
Aye Fredo you know, we getting it in
Split the profit with my mans
[Hook: Fredo Santana x2]