"Trap Shit"

chorse) believe it or not imma take what i got and i turn me a lil bit into a lot/give me a quarter (3× i whip it)then dump it right out of the pot/if you aint talken bout money im talken bout money i promise yea i get a lot/ you say you trappen but you is not trappen until you have spent one nite off in my spot. (VERSE1) Trap House Boomin like the first of the month/I roll the doors from the back to the front/ she give me head while I'm rolling a blunt/yeah I Get Money ain't no reason to front/ aint no reason for camping I tell you what happened Iike staccen a brick,on a brick, on a brick/I ain't taking no losses I'm fuccen with bosses this here is not no lick not no lick, not no lick,ain't no playing nolick/aint no playen no games/ I'm in the kitchen cooking water whippin up everything/ got a whole learn right outside of my house there ain't nothing but fiends that be calling my name/open the slot they going to Flood it with cash got'em leaving them numb like Novocaine/After the Storm the sun on shine ain't no more hustling in the rain/ 12 be watching me they cannot stop me I'm rolling the doors of everything/ Last Man Standing king of my throne and that is the spot that I will remain/ even my enemy act like their kin to me sometime I feel like I'm going insane/ Came From the Bottom now I'm at the top one of the reason I'm so off the chain. (VERSE2) 6 on the morning im counten up money the shipment come in in a hour in a half/niggas be haten thay see me getting money yea i tell them fuccem