Bottom Of The Trap

Man, this rat-*ss n got whiskers

Told her, no pictures, nah, I won't kiss her

Stopped takin' Percs, I'm a real bad itcher

She is a shooter like Curry on the Sixers

I got the snow and I'm makin' it blizzard

**** your lil' stove, we came up on blenders

**** these hoes, these n***as be tender

I put a sign on the trap, say, "Enter"

I put a switch on the glick

I keep a broom like a witch

Pulled up on camp, ain't in tents

**** every n***a against

I got a thousand, ain't tens

I'm makin' thousand attempts

Donkey'll knock off your limbs

I lifted weight, it ain't gyms

I sold an eighthy in Kim's

I rode out daily to Slim

I got these bricks, I'm makin' it flood

Look at my wrist, I came from the mud

Fresh every day like I came from the club

I want him whacked, I'm spendin' a dub

Sell **** all day, crazy, I was

Got a lil' wiser, now I got bud

D**k on the nina, I made it a stud

She wanna ****, right hand on the tub

Bust on her butt, I took off the rug

**** all this rap sh*t, *****, I'm a plug

I'm a real bird man, he want a lug

Stepped on whole one, that's what it was

I caught a cold one, that's just because

Need one wholesome shorty, some love

****ed on the girl, now she making me grub

I'm a real big dog, he just a cub

**** your cuz, we'll blow in the club

I ain't doing no song that's more than a dub

All blue slip, n***a, know that we cuz

Yeah, gang them Crip, lil' bro and them Blood

Popped two Percs while I poured the mud

I walk sh*t down like you holding a grudge

Left wrist dance, it's holding my cut

n***as knowin' you cap and you told to the judge

Ice too freezy, take dog chain, he easy

Ar slap like Meechy's, lil' big blicky

n***as like Ice, you tweaking

Rock Diors, not Yeezys

Whole neck rocky

Ho give me head, that's sloppy

Icy as ****, play hockey

Pint full of molly, never direct for no opps

We'll light sh*t up like Takis

Never been tight, no back and forth

We caught two bodies back and forth

Forgis beatin', we crashed the Porsche

Olympics gang how I clap that torch

Wocky, Quagy, my naps too short

I was runnin' up pints back with Act' and Mort's

Load up that yop, them 7.62s

Back to back like I'm stackin' quarters

Rich, of course

I was getting crack c*caine on the block, that **** up north

Dec was a rat, he showed 'em the trap

If he knew the exacts, would've showed 'em the fork

I spit the facts, chop with the gadget attached

Tryna put on a show for your corpse

I had to tax, damn, he was always a liar

But told 'em the truth in the courts

Ain't no way I'll let 'em get away when we go broad day

Y'all be playing 'round with small change, really in my way

Two different bricks

I gave three separate hits, now it's LeBron James, six now

How'd I know? I told him rock his coat to hide his pole

Not 'cause it's in style, duck off, I come in town

Know how I get down, he tried to run, ain't pull his blick out

Knocked his ribs out, you know it's levels

n***as playing 'round with fire 'til they run into the devil

'Cause you talk loud and aggressive, that do not make you a stepper

Wanna walk down, be careful, if you trip, you going to heaven

All them times that I remember

Them fumes got me high from scraping up them extras

If it's raw food, you can feel it in the texture 'fore you smell it