Trap to the Grave Boston George (Ft. Boosie Badazz & Dave East)

[Intro: Boston George]
Yeah, good dope, guarantee the fiends come runnin' (yeah)
Good dick, guarantee that she come runnin' (I swear)
Hit that hook and she hook on phonics (I swear)
If the feds come, guarantee that me go runnin' (you dig?)
I just wanna make it safe, I just wanna make it safe
Hope my niggas make it safe, hope my niggas make it safe

[Chorus: Boston George]
Trap nigga to the grave, trap nigga to the grave
Trap nigga to the grave, trap nigga to the grave
I just wanna make it safe, I just wanna make it safe
Hope my niggas make it safe, trap nigga to the grave

[Verse 1: Boston George]
Came up, nigga fell off
Fell off, nigga bounced back
When a nigga ain't got nothin'
All he can risk is his fuckin' life
Risked mine so many times
Cat ain't got shit on me
Heard cats got nine lives
I been shot at more than nine times
I-10 with a quarter ticket
Phone call, yell touchdown
Ruth Chriss, yeah stuffed chicken
That's what I call my stash spot
Niggas haves and they have nots
Sold wholes and the half blocks
Came up off the crack rock
Bury me on my block