In The Trap IceBirds

[Intro]
(Tripp3 on the beat)
Aye
Aye (Yeah)

[Verse]
I’m in the trap and we get in
I'm wit' my dawgs, you know my gang off the leash
Niggas be broke tryna stack them a ten
No less than a twenty for me
No handout, don't take 'nun free
Everything I got, I work hard for
Your chain fake, lookin' like cardboard
And iced out lookin' like Starboys
Ain't talkin' The Weeknd, I came from the deep end
Ayy, run up the guap, this shit don’t end
Know I’ma ball, no letterman
Ayy, fuck nigga, who you think you better than
.45 XD and he got a twin
Brand new train, I’m the rollman
Ayy, new generation, I’m dopeman
Ayy, you the old genеration dopeman
IceWater Gang, wе comin’ cutthroat, man
Wear twenty chains ‘cause ain’t fearin’ no man
Ayy, shippin’ out packs, I’m mailman
Ayy, sippin’ on lean ‘til I’m drunk
I’m smokin’ gas like a skunk, I think it’s some Runtz
Kick the bitch out, no punt
I put a opp in a blunt, I don’t gotta stunt
These niggas better believe it
Ain’t talkin’ money, I don’t wanna hear it
Eyes on the bag, I got tunnel vision
They cannot stop me ‘cause I’m on a mission
Back in the trap and we get it in
I’ma stay down for the Benjamin’s
I’ma stay down for this guap
We was outside, had holes in our socks
Know my niggas bang bang like Pops
Brought out the Drac and switch for the Glock
I’m goin’ up and I’m raising my Stocks
Kick down the door, I ain’t talkin’ SWAT
Gang in the trap and we gon’ roll
Ain’t talkin’ fishing but I keep a pole
I’m too real, can’t get exposed
Come get your bitch, she don’ already chose
Don’t give a fuck, we steppin’ on toes
Breakin’ down bows and bringin’ in loads
Stackin’ up cash and knockin’ down hoes
We gotta stick to the program
S-I diamonds, your shit don’t dance
Iced out look like a snowman
When I buss’ the chop’, I shoot wit’ two hands
Diamond hair blonde like Lindsay Lohan
Brand new Glizzy, this shit won’t jam
Disrespect gang, we cut off both hands
Niggas all talk, yeah, they should wear a muzzle
Gettin’ this money jus a piece of the puzzle
Stackin’ my chips up, not talkin’ Ruffles
Two twin Glocks, think I’m seein’ double
Let it off three times, shoot me a Russell
You get zero when I triple double
Fuckin’ that bitch, cross her off the schedule
Too many lines, I’m sippin’ a lecture
You sippin’ fake drank, I can tell by the texture
He said he tied, this .40, it’ll stretch ‘em