[Intro: Joey Trap]
Trap, Trap, Trap, Trap
That's is right there, Gnealz
[Chorus: Joey Trap]
Why they think I'm the plug?
I'm off of too many drugs
I just be sippin' this mud
Lean, I be all in my cup
I'm drippin' Louis Vuitton
I got these Louis V socks
All of my niggas, we flex (That's is right there, Gnealz)
I just be droppin' the bomb
[Verse 1: Shad Dollaz & Joey Trap]
Shawty freaky, pussy wet like a lake
Green, nigga, gotta get to the cake
Most Fendi, mix that shit with the Bape
I smoke a pussy nigga like an ape
Your girl blowin' me like a fan
Long flight, fuck a bitch when I land
Shot down, got a crib in Japan (That's is right there, Gnealz)
God told me, but this isn't no rare
Rolled up, hella king in the rover
Chief Keef, man, I hate bein' sober
Hot shit in my cup, like it's forges
Gang here, we some mother fuckin' soldiers
I keep that glizzy on me, that's the hammer
Got shorty, she's tryna suck me up on camera
Ayy, I fuck her and leave cause I don't got no manners (That's is right there, Gnealz)
You niggas just rappin' plus ya' bitch a scammer, but shit
I keep on Louis Vuitton
None of my niggas is cons
I prolly fuck with yo' mom
Dressed a nigga with that K, like it's prom
Dressed a nigga with that K, like it's prom
Strap on me, like I came with a bomb
Rich homie, but my name isn't Quan
Draped up in the Louis Vuitton
Trap, Trap, Trap, Trap
That's is right there, Gnealz
[Chorus: Joey Trap]
Why they think I'm the plug?
I'm off of too many drugs
I just be sippin' this mud
Lean, I be all in my cup
I'm drippin' Louis Vuitton
I got these Louis V socks
All of my niggas, we flex (That's is right there, Gnealz)
I just be droppin' the bomb
[Verse 1: Shad Dollaz & Joey Trap]
Shawty freaky, pussy wet like a lake
Green, nigga, gotta get to the cake
Most Fendi, mix that shit with the Bape
I smoke a pussy nigga like an ape
Your girl blowin' me like a fan
Long flight, fuck a bitch when I land
Shot down, got a crib in Japan (That's is right there, Gnealz)
God told me, but this isn't no rare
Rolled up, hella king in the rover
Chief Keef, man, I hate bein' sober
Hot shit in my cup, like it's forges
Gang here, we some mother fuckin' soldiers
I keep that glizzy on me, that's the hammer
Got shorty, she's tryna suck me up on camera
Ayy, I fuck her and leave cause I don't got no manners (That's is right there, Gnealz)
You niggas just rappin' plus ya' bitch a scammer, but shit
I keep on Louis Vuitton
None of my niggas is cons
I prolly fuck with yo' mom
Dressed a nigga with that K, like it's prom
Dressed a nigga with that K, like it's prom
Strap on me, like I came with a bomb
Rich homie, but my name isn't Quan
Draped up in the Louis Vuitton
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