WORD OF MOUF PART 2 A1Billionaire (Ft. Trippie Redd)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I got the trap back jumpin', I got the trap back (Trap back)
I got the Hellcat comin', fuck your lil' Scat Pack (Scat Pack)
I got the .30 on me know it, I shoot at your back-back (Back-back)
We from the 'partments of Magnolia, doo-doo-doo, blatt-blatt (Bah, doo-doo-doo, blatt-blatt)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Ridin' 'round with a fuckin' MAC, yeah
And I'm posted on the block, like, "Where you at?" Yeah
I'll do anything for my fuckin' slatt, yeah
Mix the lean with the Perky, feel relaxed, yeah
I got the racks, she know it, she know it
I got them racks in the club, I'ma throw it
Your bitch on my dick and you know she gon' blow it
You ain't got no racks, little nigga, you blow it
You talkin' that shit then I beat you like Floyd
Mayweather money, lil' boy
Jump off the jet, in the 'Vette on them boys
I just bought a TEC, ain't no testin' us, boy
Keep you a vest when it's mess with us, boy
Sendin' them shots, not no messages, boy
Play with my name and it's death with it, boy
We gettin' them bricks off them Mexican boys
Talk down, I'm sendin' a set with us, boy
Thank God that I'm blessed, I'm a veteran, boy
I'm green, I'm slime like veteran child
You talkin' that shit, be that word of mouth
Hundred racks in, hundred racks out
Shoot at your man, shoot at your spouse
I stay in the trap, we gon' kill us a mouse
He snitch on the gang then we huntin' him down
My whip candy paint and it come off the ground
Monte Carlo SS
If I die, I'm a legend like XXX
666, you can meet lord death
When I shoot, I only hit the neck, only hit the neck
She suckin' dick, she givin' neck
I'm royalty, you niggas pests
I keep it G, you niggas dress in dresses
Diamonds dancing' 'round my necklace
Not to disrespect, but niggas disrespecting on the gang