Skippa Da Flippa - Trap Season lyrics

Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I got to get this money, got to get this money I got to get this money, got to get this money Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Hurricane, wrist hurricane Im Skippa da Flippa, Im flippin the bricks , Back then I was hitting them licks Now Im so plugged in, call Skippa if you need bricks AR 15, my uncle took me to the kitchen, showed me a 15 I didnt know what that mean Start working my wrist, so long that my nose bleed Christmas is coming up Im thanking the lord no more bad Christmas Eve Im spoiling my daughter, my mother I threw an OG gas OG gas Christmas tree Bands, they curing my brothers My homies be cool and watch over each other Or I ship it in latex Guess it and bring the rubbers Now Im flexed up like boflex I made that thing light when I first touch the pyrex Acting not watching, kicked my first door and I found me a Rolex Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I got to get this money, got to get this money I got to get this money, got to get this money Playing with the water like a life guard, splash Cook it up fresh like a dope boy, fresh Trap out the house with no gra** in the front Still got a gallon of gas back in the back porch Riding round getting all cuties 32 shots in the uzi Yes Im a dealer in Mason Margiellas f** with me and flippa could whip up loaded Yes Im a criminal, Im smelling like crack, no perfuming Im busting that pack, Watching the door while they are intruders You know I got bricks and they packing the tooly The pot is so big it look like a Jacuzzi You play with the paper I pull up and shoot you Im winning while living the life of a loser Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I got to get this money, got to get this money I got to get this money, got to get this money Trapping up, racing the snow Trapping the bullet and a boat I got to go get the monefa Im riding around with the bricks in the beamer Quavo the , do not shop with him because my price is cheaper Diamonds [up on the triple beam When you walk in the trap you get cabin fever Look at my wrist, man my wrist a bleeder When I play with the dope its like pizzeria Golden D arches to get mamacita I stop in Italy to get mama mias Finger f** the pot, I do it for real I put the gas back in the vacuum seal Most of you n***as dont know how I live Whip up the dope on the George Foreman grill Trap in the snow, trap in the rain Trap in a blizzard, I trap in a hurricane I got to get this money, got to get this money I got to get this money, got to get this money Go get the monefa