2 Door LAMB$ (Ft. Playboi Carti)

[Intro: Playboi Carti & LAMB$]
Cash Carti in this bitch
Come on, Benny, man
(Yeah, yeah)
LAMB$ in this bitch
Benny in that bitch
Huh, yeah, yeah, (what?)
Yeah, yeah (what?)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, hey, hey

[Chorus: LAMB$ & Playboi Carti]
Trappin' out my two-door, two-door, two-door (yeah)
Trappin' out my two-door, two-door, two-door (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma pull up, I'ma chop the roof on my two-door (what, yeah, yeah)
I'ma pull up, I'ma pour a four inside my two-ay (yeah, what?)
Trappin' out my two-door, two-door, two-door (what, what, ayy)
Trappin' out my two-door, two-door, two-door (yeah)
I'ma pull up, I'ma chop the roof on my two-door (whoo, whoo, whoo)
I'ma pull up, I'ma pour a four inside my two-ay (yeah)

[Verse 1: LAMB$ & Playboi Carti]
Ancient steel, hermit AK-47 slingin' (whoo)
I'ma cut my migo for the month, we still leaning (ay, ay, brr)
Speedin' down Melrose, speedin' down Fairfax
Up right now and still I take off with a nigga pack
Steppin' out the door, I be moonwalking (ayy, ayy, yeah)
Blue hunnids in my pocket, got 'em Crip walking (Crip, Crip)
Trappin' ain't dead, all these pussy niggas scared (scared)
If you hit it with the baking soda, you could get a fed