Trap House

[Intro] Huh Haye haye 878 nigga Anno Gang nigga Aule! Soobax! Gang [Hook] [?] remixin' the dough I turn a 2 into a 4 bag it up and I sell it for low Trap, trap, trap, trap nigga it's all we know Only real killers and drug dealers up in my bando nigga in my bando Trap house doing numbers Trap, trap house doing numbers Trap house doing numbers Trap house doing numbers Trap, trap house doing numbers In the field up with gunners Don't come up from the spot, hear the drop, we don't deal with newcomers Trap house doing numbers Trap house doing numbers Trap house doing numbers Trap house doing numbers [Verse 1] My number 1 client call me up and said "Smoke I need a pigeon" (Where you at?) So I copped it, repressed it My bitch do the dishes AK do the dropoff and lets do the pitchin' Hoes love how we livin' You gotta be a fisher just to step in my kitchen And my hitters efficient So Capo don't miss when he blowing that Smithen Shooting guard is his position He gon' shoot from a distance, he ain't leavin' no witness To make it out the hood, no nigga that's the number 1 mission So I invest in a Pyrex pot then my money start flippin' Hey I be chippin, OT and Blacks flippin' packs that's how I made my livin' (OT) I don't deal with new niggas cuz the new niggas be the ones snitchin' (No new niggas) Burner on me I be grippin' Rarri got the beamy gon' flip him Shots let stumble then we trip him Make sure he finished then we dip in (Gang) [Hook] [Verse 2] I'm in the trap tryna add it up Workin' the pot, let me add the cup Supposed to be a 2 but I turned it to a 4 My clients they gon' be mad as fuck But it's OK I take that shit OT and back then I move the whole thing Young nigga I caught up in the dope game But I came up off my own name (That's crazy) Broski told me once I touch 10 stacks ain't no looking back (Ain't no looking back) I don't invest in a hoe lil nigga I only invest in my trap (Trap trap trap trap) And I invest in my shooters So all my hitters stay strapped Free Mr. 47 and 50 shots, man I hope they come back Ridin' in a white challenger with a bitch head on my lap (Skr!) It's gon' be a hot summer (bisbas!) And I put that on my mother Shoutout to my brothers (Shoutout gang) Chief Ano was a gunner Money [?] in the trap doing wonders Bitch pull up to a bumper Pull up on a nigga and we shoot him like a jumper (Bang!) [Hook]