I am not rapper I'm just a trapper hey bad bitch snatcher give steel green packer got the wawa I stay with the gas we out hear with the sacks like a train on them tracks chasing the paper I'm counting my stash work I'm bringing it back double the flip we busin the pack doing donuts victory laps up with the shit I'm showing my ass they say I don't know how to act living the my future I run from the pass no I'm going back big boody bitch come sit on my lap twerk an she making it clap a hour in it from the back slap slap you know she gonna tap water slide make a splash then I make a dash kick the dough I'm going in I be running in i want it all give me everything money blow an green