Trap get hot, yeah, then it’s moving Get a bop-up, no, I ain’t smooching Alias U-U with a tool in it In the trap all the time, I might move in it Get the work off, think I’m a goalie Line the plug up, I think I’m Jody Red tips in my gun, pepperoni Say he gon’ rob me? Laugh emoji I threw the work in the air like a floatie I catch him outside, think I’m Bregoli I got water, I ain’t talking ’bout Holy Point the dog at my neighbor, they nosey Everything you say you did, but I did it I move in a small circle, like a pivot Rob the plug, then I ask him who did it In the field, lil’ nigga, like Witten Dog on me like I had to Mike Vick it Sold him remix, no ficky-ficky You can get backdoored where you living Trapped in my school, nigga, I ain’t skipping Two-tone Glock hanging out the Nissan Versa Stay with a wand on me, now I feel like Timmy Turner Creep in a nigga yard and everybody call me Herbert Get away, OJ, nigga, I ain’t do the murder, yeah .40 on me, I don’t hesitate Shoot gon’ lean back, I ain’t talking ’bout a fade away I’m a real trap nigga, put an addy in my Gatorade Break down the Q-P like I had me a razor blade I throw the work off like I had me a hand grenade I grab the chopper, let it sing like it’s Tory Lanez Meet the plug in the country, I got me a quarter tank The.22 jammed, but I know that the.40 ain’t We already know her son dead, but the daughter ain’t I’m shooting, I’m scoring, I might go to Florida State I line up my shooters, I’m thinking I’m Major Payne These niggas be acting, remind me of Damon Wayans Pew, pew, pew Hey shoot!