at the trap wid my niqqa finna do it big chasing the paper maintaining the bag we up all night thumbing thru dis dirty

at the trap wid my niqqa finna do it big chasing the paper maintaining the bag we up all night thumbing thru dis dirty money money money yall know what it is yall in cahoops while im chillin in da coupe tryna get this lou ima ball we gone ball we gone play it smart At the trap with my niqqa, we stacking that green, Chasing dreams in the night, you know what I mean, Got the hustle on lock, we ain't never gonna fold, Making moves in the dark, watch the story unfold. Counting up the paper, yeah, we living that life, Every risk that we take, cutting sharp like a knife, In the city lights, where the shadows creep, Grinding hard every day, ain't no time for sleep. Whipping in the kitchen, got the pot on the stove, Flip it, then we dip it, that’s the code of the road, From the block to the top, gotta keep it 100, With my niqqa by my side, we ain't never outgunned. Chasing T like a dream, gotta make it come true, In the trap, we the kings, yeah, we breaking on through, Living life on the edge, but we play it so smart, With the fire in our soul, we igniting the spark. Use in Studio or