Quavo - Trap Dab Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Offset] The work, it do magic like Criss Angel I'm sellin' more chickens than Bojangles We shoot the chopper from your head to your ankle So many chains on my neck, they get tangled I'm in Atlanta sipping Texas Ranger To Atlanta cuz my goons, you can't tame 'em My n***as bangin' GD, twist your fingers Mystikal 45, that b**h come with danger So many b**hes they callin' me gigolo Got a fox on my back, not talkin' Vivica All of these n***as they mimickin' Most of the money got energy Whippin' up chemicals Swag is not usual (wow) Devil on my back f** Lucifer Jumping and capping out these cubicals Never made honor roll I'm at the top and you falling like dominos [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I lost my feeling for women When I learned how it feel to thumb thru the Benjamin Due to the fact that my Rolex a fifty Arm & Hammer like I'm John Henry Professor Klump pockets, I'ma chemist Racks on me like I'm playing tennis Hundred thousand on my new Bentley Spend a hundred thousand on my friend b**h Gold like I'm Shabba on Africa, diamonds, canary yellow like the sunset, shinin I'm selling 16's, ain't talking bout rhymin' I'm looking for droughts to change the climax No comprendo if you ain't about peso Got the clay and serve the four, call it Clay-Doh I think I heard my front door Go get a skurr, 100 bricks for Diego [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] Speaking of the yayo, Young Guapo Young Guapo he all about peso Switcharoo on your main b**h, me and my n***a, hell nah I won't date hoes You speaking about Christian Louboutin, we get em in by the caseload I'm a boss like Rozay, Young Guapo got n***as on the payroll We used to it, not new to it, just stacking out the paper Wen't from standing on the block, to smoking OG in skyscraper (top floor condo) My n***as got beam, no lasers Cavalli my jeans, ten chains on with a Versace blazer [Verse 4: Peewee Longway] (Longway, b**h) Longway reloaded, blood on my blue Benjamin like a Crip runner, trap will blow his out Balenci' Givenchy, I trap it down Five naked b**hes give me bubble bath, Longway Nino Brown Put the foot in the cage just to break a pound Fiendin for it, they want brown sugar Sneakin' N Geekin' on Sugar Hill b**hes s** my dick tryna get it shooting Longway put the b**h out with the work Pablo my plug and Mr. Pablo, Call that little b**h Susie choosey At the Chevron rolling up a doobie Taking pictures, this ain't no camera, you a movie Longway goin' thru groovy Longway gone, boy you groovy? And my backwood stuffed crushed fruity And I don't wanna f** the b**h if she ain't Cuban The b**h gon' juug me a cuban And my Rolex Luger Strawberry, vanilla, chocolate three scoops My diamonds confused her She think she on ruffies Diamonds from Africa, shine from Africa Fresh out the banana boat We come for the dope and we come from sinise I make the white boy jump and my wrist a kilo I have them bow down to me like I'm out on in dimensions Choppin' bricks at the penintentiary Damn, a young n***a tripping Over a hunned of ‘em f**in with the b**hes Hold it down, these n***as snitching I'm the reason why you n***as cripping Young n***a do it for the hood Chopper with a wood grain Young n***a Bangkok, call me Hanco*k Chopper still got the shaking dreadlocks You b**h in the film for the bedrock p**y a** n***a caught a case, said he's deadlocked Turned around, shot them with the same Glock [Verse 5: Quavo] Longway said he shot them with the same Glock Young n***a feeling like 2Pac I'm still with hitting n***as with the re-rock Worked around a Bentley, work in a tee-top They going in frantic, but don't panic They calling me Quavo, the stick 'em up bandit They want the chopper, I let them have it We hop on the PJ, touchdown on Atlantic Tried to hit the sprinter now its bulletproof Tryna f** the Migo, better n***a shoot Deuce deuce, pocket rocket in the VIP booth Now you wanna ask me what you do Water diamond like a swimming pool Had to spend two thousand for Margiela - shoes Young Quavo whipping up the chemical Hell nah, n***a never finished school SRT Audi, I'm dabbin' in it I got your b**h, wanna leave her junkies in it Mama she told me "go get the b**h" I putted my wrist in the water, it started swimming On the north side we were really getting it And I'm sunken, I'm spinnin it, Longway in it We were road running, f**ing up the city Migo, Pablo, Guapo, Peewee independent