Lotto Savage - Back On That Trap sh** lyrics

[Hook: Lotto Savage] I just copped a Lam and a Rover I just flooded my wrist with diamonds and gold I just hit the kids and dropped a deuce I just dropped a Percocet and Xan in my juice I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh** I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh** [Verse 1: Lotto Savage] Don slaughter Yeah, yeah, back on that trap sh** Meet me when I rap sh** f** around and get clapped b**h Yeah, ha ha, the trap house boomin' J's knocking at the door lookin' for the blow Yeah we got it boomin' We taking them packs and we bustin' them down In the hood I'm the one with the pounds Got weed, got molly, got soft, got hard Got Percocet, lower [?], xans, and the bars The trapper of the year, I won me a trophy I got on four rings and I feel like I'm Kobe Skrt, skrt, skrt skrt skrt skrt I whip my sh** up and it jump out the bowl Use the eggbeater just to whip up the bowl Don't play ‘bout my money don't play ‘bout my kids We serve out the back, know we keep them extensions We trappin', tryna turn a crumb to a milly We trap in the day and we trap in the night We trappin' just to make a motherf**in' living We copped [?] that rollie flooded with ice [Hook: Lotto Savage] I just copped a Lam and a Rover I just flooded my wrist with diamonds and gold I just hit the kids and dropped a deuce I just dropped a Percocet and Xan in my juice I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh** I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh** [Verse 2: Dae Dae] Slatt life, love life Savages, havin' it Bad b**h, she not average Bags in, stack ‘em up Rollie on, try your luck Two stone, that my brother Too each his own, I'm that n***a Please go, hating n***a yeah Went back home like I left something Glock on me eating breakfast, spatula I'm the don don cookin' up You can run run, fill ‘em up These n***as ain't f**in' with us You ain't in the hood whippin' You ain't in the trap duckin' [?] This that trap sh** Four hoes in that holy ghost Rose gold on that rollie ho Pour up a four in that Fanta, woah Four four like I'm four checks Two O's, I been sellin' crack Still in the trap faithfully Came from staying down, I just came up I done f**ed around and [Hook: Lotto Savage] I just copped a Lam and a Rover I just flooded my wrist with diamonds and gold I just hit the kids and dropped a deuce I just dropped a Percocet and Xan in my juice I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh** I'm back on that trap sh**, back on that trap sh** Back on that trap sh**, I'm back on that trap sh**