Food On Da Table D Flowers (Ft. Yung Ro)

[Chorus: D Flowers]
Trappin', watch out for the neighbors
I put the food on the table
Fifty shots sittin' on the table
Fifty bags sittin' on the table
I told my niggas I'm able
I showed my niggas I'm capable
Put that bag on your head like a table
We got them Glocks with them lasers boys

[Verse 1: D Flowers]
So we trappin', watch out for the neighbors
Off with that bitch on the table
She ride this dick like a horse ride the stable
I'm on that syrup like it's maple
They tryna watch me like cable
So we gotta trap and watch out for the neighbors, yeah
I had to sleep in the vaco
I'm tryna go buy that house on the acres
I just dropped ten on a zabo
They finna put my lil bro on probation
I know you niggas be hatin'
Don't make me slide on your ass like a skater
Your bitch on my tip like a waiter
She tryna lick on that dick, she been waitin'
I just cracked a card at the Chase
This for my niggas that's dodgin' them cases
You know 'bout them chances we taking
Most of them young niggas tryna make it
Whoever play, we gon' take it
I send the straps to your trap and they robbin' you naked
I know them drug dealers first name basis
I talk to killers on a day to day basis, yeah, yeah
They been done robbed your grandma with a straight face
Gotta eat, no plate
Thirty-eight, no trace
No shed, no case
By the shed, servin' shake and bake all day, hey hey
Heard he on in the hood, junkies couldn't see my old face