[Intro: LilCJ Kasino]
Death Trap
Go, ayy, go
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino & Quin NFN]
Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)
We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)
And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)
Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)
Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)
We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)
You can get smoked for not mindin' your business
Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it
I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)
We move weight like LA fitness (Move)
We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)
You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)
I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)
I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (Hold on, hold on)
I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1: Quin NFN]
Whole lotta poles on the road like we stripping
It ain't enough hoes at the show, then I'm dipping (Ayy, gone)
Ain't never sold dope but had bowl in the trenches
Lil bro done got faith he put hope in the kitchen (His wrist)
I'm feelin too cold with this shit like Bennett (I'm cold)
Diamonds on sulk if the ho like swimming (Diamonds)
These niggas hoes and they don't like women
Bro assist me the pole I'ma score like Pippin (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I remember up in the PJs listenin' CJ on replay just tryna get paper (Gang)
I'm runnin' shit like a relay, we spin like a DJ, aim a big bitch at his taper (Grrah)
My lil' partner scammin' like TJ, I swear to God he made a lot from this shit, I remember (He on)
She ate me up on the freeway while I was on three-way with bro tryna get it delivered (It's gone)
How you ain't spin but you say you a spinner? Let's get it in that blender ,your momma gon' miss you (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
These niggas pussy, they softer then tissue, pop out where you at and we solvin' the issue (Grah)
Nigga, we official (Hold on, gang, gone)
Death Trap
Go, ayy, go
[Chorus: LilCJ Kasino & Quin NFN]
Young nigga came from up under them trenches (Under them trenches)
We get the dough, hit the 'bow, then remix it (Skrrt, skrrt)
And everybody pole in here got an extension (Got it, got it, got it)
Pick up the low, get it gone with the quickness (Ooh)
Big chopper that blow at the opps when we spinnin' (Baow, baow, baow)
We want the smoke, you cannot be forgiven (No)
You can get smoked for not mindin' your business
Wasn't havin' no hope, nigga had to go get it
I used to be broke now my pockets ridiculous (Pockets up)
We move weight like LA fitness (Move)
We racked up like we play tennis (Racks, racks)
You drop a diss, get lynched like Emmitt (Uh)
I'ma act like I ain't in it like Bennett (In it like Bennett)
I stay with a glick, niggas hate that I'm winnin' (Hold on, hold on)
I came from the nickel, now a brick on my pendant, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1: Quin NFN]
Whole lotta poles on the road like we stripping
It ain't enough hoes at the show, then I'm dipping (Ayy, gone)
Ain't never sold dope but had bowl in the trenches
Lil bro done got faith he put hope in the kitchen (His wrist)
I'm feelin too cold with this shit like Bennett (I'm cold)
Diamonds on sulk if the ho like swimming (Diamonds)
These niggas hoes and they don't like women
Bro assist me the pole I'ma score like Pippin (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
I remember up in the PJs listenin' CJ on replay just tryna get paper (Gang)
I'm runnin' shit like a relay, we spin like a DJ, aim a big bitch at his taper (Grrah)
My lil' partner scammin' like TJ, I swear to God he made a lot from this shit, I remember (He on)
She ate me up on the freeway while I was on three-way with bro tryna get it delivered (It's gone)
How you ain't spin but you say you a spinner? Let's get it in that blender ,your momma gon' miss you (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
These niggas pussy, they softer then tissue, pop out where you at and we solvin' the issue (Grah)
Nigga, we official (Hold on, gang, gone)
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