[Hook:] Trappin' work, bando Money callin, bank roll Always ballin', I flex o I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough
[Verse 1 - Lil Uzi:] [?] nigga [?] nigga [?] He said that nigga Take her from my block That be a lie I pull out the strap With infrared beam And turn that bitch nigga to cyclops Jesus please Wheres the praying has all cause they grip Gotcha main bitch all on Lil Uzi dick I whip and I whip I sip and I sip Coronating some bitches on my pack Now they all up in my mitt I'm a ride up in the semi I just talked to Kur Now he riding out with me kickin' Indoor if you owe me all the bitches Clip niggas sell that old hoe like a 50 piece Bitch nigga tendencies You not afraid of me You are not one of me You are my enemy Get in that chopper got bitch on me That bitch gon block me I kick in that shit with the squad Like we playing soccer I'm getting that money, to a fifty and hundred I'm trappin and trappin These niggas look at me like I am their father
[Hook:] Trappin' work, bando Money callin, bank roll Always ballin', I flex o I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough I got all this damn dough
[Verse 2 - Kur:] Shout out toTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.