Trap House (Remix) Smoke Dawg (Ft. French Montana)

[Chorus: Smoke Dawg]
I cop it, repress it, I’m reckless I stretch it, remixing the dope
I turn a 2 into a 4 bag it up and I sell it for low
Trap, trap, trap, trap nigga it's all we know
Only real killers and drug dealers up in my bando nigga in my bando
Trap house doing numbers
Trap, trap house doing numbers
Trap house doing numbers
Trap house doing numbers
Trap, trap house doing numbers
In the field up with gunners
Don't come up from the spot, hear the drop, we don't deal with newcomers
Trap house doing numbers
Trap house doing numbers
Trap house doing numbers
Trap house doing numbers

[Verse 1: Smoke Dawg]
My number 1 client call me up and said "Smoke I need a pigeon" (Where you at?)
So I copped it, repressed it
My bitch do the dishes
AK do the dropoff and lets do the pitchin'
Hoes love how we livin'
You gotta be a fisher just to step in my kitchen
And my hitters efficient
So Capo don't miss when he blowing that Smithen
Shooting guard is his position
He gon' shoot from a distance, he ain't leavin' no witness
To make it out the hood, no nigga that's the number 1 mission
So I invest in a Pyrex pot then my money start flippin'
Hey I be chippin, OT and Blacks flippin' packs that's how I made my livin' (OT)
I don't deal with new niggas cuz the new niggas be the ones snitchin' (No new niggas)
Burner on me I be grippin'
Rarri got the beamy gon' flip him
Shots let stumble then we trip him
Make sure he finished then we dip in (Gang)