It’s A Trap Cal Scruby

[Chorus]
I got bitches on my Instagram in L.A. tryna act
I got bitches in my mentions when I mention that I rap
I got bitches on the snap, sendin' pictures on a chat
She like "send a picture back" I'm like "nah-nah that's a trap, nah"
Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out
Issa trap, issa trap, issa trap yeah
Issa trap, issa trap, issa trap yeah

[Verse 1]
Last night, I think I saw you in my section
Gave me that look and you got all of my attention
I can't invest in just an internet connection
I gotta see you in at least a three dimension
I'll button pressin' if that bubble butt impressive
If I send it, double textin', am I comin' off too aggressive
I'm the man you manifested, manage and damage
Might ask a question, is you manic depressive
I'm made of messes
I feel the tension, I like a pic and you like a pic
That's automatic, I follow back and I'm [?]
She know my ex and I know my ex is a psycho bitch
This could get awkward, get outta pocket like Michael Vick
I call my dawg in Detroit, we always talk over joints
Said "they distractin' me from the bag", and he got a point
It sound like my own advice, usually cold as ice
I don't even sorta like all these bitches