[Intro: Fredo Santana]
Where your trap at nigga?
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Where your trap nigga?
My shit be on Front$treet
Where my niggas tote heat
And they be on dummy
Where yo trap nigga?
My shit be on 61st
And my niggas put in work
And my niggas selling work
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Where yo trap at?
Send a couple shooters where your trap at
Where your kids and your wife take a nap at
Louie this Louie that ,got thirty in the Louie knapsack
I trap on 300 no location
I be peeping these niggas be hating
Indeed I go crazy and I put that on nation
Whip out the pot, look at the flick of the wrist
Vision of future, but how could I not
I ain't no plug, but I could not front
Got Fredo got the weight, posted on the front
Count my only spot, back to the front
We get jammed up out in a month
I'm the man and I can stunt
See my trap house it go cray
We counting money everyday
Got lil' bags, nigga get up out the way
Where I trap at we don't play
And the trap house going crazy
Where your trap at nigga?
[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Where your trap nigga?
My shit be on Front$treet
Where my niggas tote heat
And they be on dummy
Where yo trap nigga?
My shit be on 61st
And my niggas put in work
And my niggas selling work
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
Where your trap nigga? Where your trap nigga?
[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Where yo trap at?
Send a couple shooters where your trap at
Where your kids and your wife take a nap at
Louie this Louie that ,got thirty in the Louie knapsack
I trap on 300 no location
I be peeping these niggas be hating
Indeed I go crazy and I put that on nation
Whip out the pot, look at the flick of the wrist
Vision of future, but how could I not
I ain't no plug, but I could not front
Got Fredo got the weight, posted on the front
Count my only spot, back to the front
We get jammed up out in a month
I'm the man and I can stunt
See my trap house it go cray
We counting money everyday
Got lil' bags, nigga get up out the way
Where I trap at we don't play
And the trap house going crazy
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