Trap Song Lyrics

Uh-huh, ayy
Bay Bay the ambassador, partner, brr
Yeah, two, three, four, five (blaow)

Six diamond chains on (what?)
Yeah, four diamond rings on (for real)
Heh, M's on top of M's when I came home (M's)
Ha, my lil' bitch, she ratchet, yeah
Bend her over, stab it, uh
Yoppas, they on deck, let a pussy nigga have it (take that)
I be dead fresh, huh, bitch, closed casket
I got money habits (trap), tragic (trap)
You see the pounds, now you don't, trap nigga magic (walla)
Thousand pounds gone (gone)
If I make it, memories disappear, am I wrong?
Getting head on the 'eway, I just hope I make it home
Bitch ratchet just like Trina, but she fine like Nia Long
She bad and she a savage, yeah
Pretty and she nasty, yeah
Do she call me daddy? Yeah
Met her in Louisiana, fucked her down in Dallas, yeah
Dolph, did you get your first million from sending things from Cali'? Yeah
All we know is trappin', yeah
A hundred rounds in traffic, yeah

Ayy, trap (trap), trap (trap)