Zaytoven - Trap Money lyrics

[Intro] Zaytoven I got trap money dawg Real talk, real spit like I ain't even gotta rap I'm good n***a I make hits n***a Now da word on da street I work for a mil od da low n***a Shawty Lo in this mutha f**a wit me n***a,westside to zone 6 n***a Dats wats happenin n***a [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ey mane you wanna rock gucci then that means you wanna die Soon as you shop wit Shawty Lo, tell me what you wanna buy I'm a rapper, slash trapper, and my lyrics so fye Every time tha drop come, throw my prices so high Give some work to my dawg, told em take it round there Soon as you get dat cake, bring it right back here I got trap money baby, I sell cris, not beers I got trap money baby, you can check my ears Half a mil for a deal homie why you sign that? Where I had to cop that gola, they will neva find that Mix the yay with the soda, it come back to good use Wife beater on shawty, just to show my tattos I'm a zone 6 rapper, cash mil thats flat I ain't talkin to you n***a, less u want a tic-tac Give some work to my dawg, he gone bring dat money back If i front a 100 pounds, he gone bring a 100 stacks [Chorus:] I got trap money, I got trap money, I got trap money 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I'm ridin biggo, we be talkin real illego I be like 500 taco homes, 75 burritos When I talk to my rocksta, be like where da bubaglot? Twenty thousand pounds, we might bring dat to my trap spot A Chinese plug wit dem pills, no lie Every time I shop wit him he like hurry up and buy Gotta rush wit my shoppin cause I really don't curr Got a work and a deal, shawty under control Got a couple n***as buyin and he want a big part Hustle our melakim, melakim hustle us Got a groupie n***a buyin and he really can't walk And anotha n***a buyin and he really can't talk You might think that sh** funny but I'm not a comedian Wanna-be trappers seem to lack da ingredients Gucci Mane and Shawty Lo, we pushin weight n***a I got trap money n***a, I'm a heavy cake n***a [Chorus:] I got trap money, I got trap money, I got trap money 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money [Verse 3: Shawty Lo] I'm at da base, and Gucci at da trp house I'm in da kitchen and dat sh** smellin real loud And I ain't use nothin but a lil soda A lil water and it jumped back ova 30 minutes, thirty grand I'll bake dem cakes, I'm da baker's man I'll sell more shoes than baker's man I'll blow hundreds of grand and baker's man I got trap money, I got rap money And I don't rap, I connects da spits Do what I want, talk, blow on these Da blow taught me so I'ma teach da streets [Chorus:] I got trap money, I got trap money, I got trap money 20 for a show, but it's really rap money 20 for a hole, and it's really trap money