Zac Facts - Real Addresses lyrics

[Hook] Whippin' all this dope up in the trap house We f** all you b**hes at a trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses And I'm in that b**h like Jerry Stackhouse I might fall in love with my trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses [Verse 1] Fargo, whippin' all this dope look like I'm sellin' phony All that n***a want that Rollie with the bezel on it I see n***as change from friends into them tellin' on me I see n***as go from friends to gettin' jealous on me I see n***as call their shooters and their felons one me I see n***as get religious when their hell was comin' I had to trust the plug sometimes, ain't have no scale up on me Whip a couple litres now Trap house got too hot and now I'm trappin' out my fiend's house Had to break the lease though And I pay my little n***a, just to watch out for police now 'Cause it look like a four in my kitchen It look like I'm cookin' with them zoes in my kitchen I'm water whippin', whippin' four with my kitchen My n***a Trey, he pack a four for you n***as, yeah [Hook] Whippin' all this dope up in the trap house We f** all you b**hes at a trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses And I'm in that b**h like Jerry Stackhouse I might fall in love with my trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses [Verse 2] Uh, when my grandma kicked me out the house I said, "f** it dawg, I'm 'bout to bounce" I said, "f** it dawg, I gots to make it" I said, "f** it", started hustlin' and got that 'cedes Uh, my n***a Shadow, he come with that ladder I know some scammers that come with that data Gotta ask 'em how we pull up in a Lambo Shout go out to Dream that Bathing Ape and Camo Flexin' b**h, I'm in the latest I put all my baddest b**hes in their favorite fragrance I might f** a country b**h that got that diner, diner I might make a movie with 'em like I'm Damon Wayans, ya' feel? I might whip the four with my kitchen It look like a n***a selli'g O's in my kitchen I'm whippin', my wrist, it feel cold in this kitchen And I'm flippin' again, where it goes in this kitchen? [Hook] Whippin' all this dope up in the trap house We f** all you b**hes at a trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses And I'm in that b**h like Jerry Stackhouse I might fall in love with my trap house I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses I can't trust you hoes, can't give you real addresses