(Hook)
Thirties in that trap spot, savages too
Macs on the table, so better be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Ridin' thru Chiraq in a foreign car
Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star
Tryna try my team, ya ain't goin' to make it far
Them six hundred boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of fuckin' savages in that trap spot
Boomin' on that work tryin' to get a knot
(Verse)
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Posted on Steve Drive, I'm a young star
Trap spot got AKs in it, trap got AKs in it
Jugg, finesse, back to the trap, I do this shit, this shit not rap
My niggas in the trap spot
Smokin' dope with a big jock
With a couple of thots tryin' to give us top
With a couple of thots tryin' to do the squad
In that trap spot we servin' pills
If them Jakes come, then it get real
We gon' get away, that's not the deal
Ya hear me, Leave out the back
Hop in a black truck
We outta here, load the money up
Ya a lame, ya act like it's funny bro
See I'm 600, we do a lot of savage stuff
I'm tired of these fakers
I'm tired of these niggas talkin' to the jakes
But my niggas still beat the case
Im eatin' shit, I should say my grace
And bitch I'm coolin' where it ain't safe
Pussy boy, stay in yo place
Before I make this mac destroy yo race
(Hook)
Thirties in that trap spot, savages too
Macs on the table, so better be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Ridin' thru Chiraq in a foreign car
Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star
Tryna try my team, ya ain't goin' to make it far
Them six hundred boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of fuckin' savages in that trap spot
Boomin' on that work tryin' to get a knot
(Verse 2)
Heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family
Niggas they be actin', what ya want, a Grammy?
Niggas they be bitches, what they got on, panties?
Up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny
Bitch im a savage and thats how I'm livin'
Same bitch ya wifin', kissin', suck my children
Welcome to my trap spot, trapping out them buildins
I been gettin' money since a fuckin' little one
Got thirties and savages in that trap spot
When ya leave out, make sure that door locked
I been seein' police, man this trap hot
We got too many guns put them in anotha trap spot
(Hook)
Thirties in that trap spot, savages tooin'
Macs on the table, so better be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Ridin' thru Chiraq in a foreign car
Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star
Tryna try my team, ya ain't goin' to make it far
Them six hundred boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of fuckin' savages in that trap spot
Boomin' on that work tryin' to get a knot
Trapspot
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