[Chorus: Johnny Cinco]
They used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
Wife used to trap out the hole
I had the special stuff
I got the bag out the hole
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store
We used to
We used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
I pull the bag out the hoe
It's time for the crack gotta go
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store
[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
We used to
We used to trap at the store
Pricing it off of that blow
I play the rock like I'm Jo
I pay the rock to JoJo
Bitches on me on the low
I can't fuck her on the low
If I fuck her, everybody gon' know
Ride through the street, got me feeling real lavish
Hundreds on me, got me feeling real savage
[?] with me while I'm swerving through traffic
Hop out the Aston, I'll let them have it
Trapping and wrapping a habit
I made a habit of trapping
I made a habit of wrapping
Just bought a match and I'm wrapping
Everywhere I go, there's dollar signs
Fuck the bitch, she never wasn't mine
I can't let no nigga handle mines
Shoot a nigga if he out of line
Sacrilegious, always on the grind
Almost time, almost time
Big bankroll off the store
New Bentley all at the store
They used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
Wife used to trap out the hole
I had the special stuff
I got the bag out the hole
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store
We used to
We used to trap at the store
He used to trap at the store
She used to trap at the store
I pull the bag out the hoe
It's time for the crack gotta go
We used to trap at the store
We used to trap at the store
[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
We used to
We used to trap at the store
Pricing it off of that blow
I play the rock like I'm Jo
I pay the rock to JoJo
Bitches on me on the low
I can't fuck her on the low
If I fuck her, everybody gon' know
Ride through the street, got me feeling real lavish
Hundreds on me, got me feeling real savage
[?] with me while I'm swerving through traffic
Hop out the Aston, I'll let them have it
Trapping and wrapping a habit
I made a habit of trapping
I made a habit of wrapping
Just bought a match and I'm wrapping
Everywhere I go, there's dollar signs
Fuck the bitch, she never wasn't mine
I can't let no nigga handle mines
Shoot a nigga if he out of line
Sacrilegious, always on the grind
Almost time, almost time
Big bankroll off the store
New Bentley all at the store
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