TRAPPIN MIXX E

Bump the track shawty. Jump out the bed, fuck fuck the money, fuck What you said. Young nigga came up off something, what you said. Nigga stack, nigga back to back, this that make It back what you said. I'm so lit about my money, I'm saying the Business. Nigga deal with the gravy, nigga finna go get A new Maybach. Bitch in the car, Teach baby. She deal with the double C's and The bag. Fuck nigga, this the season for that. I do magic like a rabbit in the hat. I'm a add, I just double back. Two raw bricks, I'ma double that. Education, sailing off into the Sunset. Counting down, travel the world. All the suits on business. Still tellin' me everything that's left. I'm parking lot, skrrt. Feeling like nigga had enough. Check it, wait. I done made Something, get it, Wait. Pull out a foreign the Bentley, my whip Just fell out of heaven. Know these jealous, I claim never it Yeah, Yeah. asshole saying? And give be on your Motherfucking soul food. Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck Nigga. I be on your motherfucking Soul food. Fuck nigga, fuck Fuck Nigga. To the Fucking Door. Can't stop, Can't go, Fucking stop. My face chains and rings, you fucking stop. My keep on calling me, fuck lil' bitch, I'm out this.