(Verse 1)
Fresh up out the pot
yes i got the rock
in my black t, and my polo boots is fresh up out the box
and my beez in that trunk
you can try me if you want
bet them shots leavin you tearin
like i got visine in that pump
i got girls totin them 380's
tossin bullets like T. Brady
only warning i got for yall is don't fuck around and don't be shady
i don't play wit you niggas
i'm tryna chase a few figgas
and i do not fall for ass chick
i won't be takin you wit us
i say
you ain't even got to ask if they about it
just come try me in the club and catch a champagne bottle
i stay turnt up off the purple, won't even think about it
and my niggas go so hard
bet they stomp the drink up out em
got that pyrex, wrist game
i'm abel, the way i whip cane
in my stable, i got chicks mane
that go state to state, in a big range
keep 1 speed, and don't switch lanes
i got 1 bitch, that got 6 names
and you do not wanna play, cause she got 1 clip but got sick aim
(Chorus)2x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
(Verse 2)
Redd got that flava
i'm all about the paper
i'm so on that heat, i tell them haters catch the vapor
choppas like blades, that make me the barber
rounds to ya dome, you don't wanna catch a taper
junkies going loco, when i'm serving up that pogo
kitchen smell like kodak, like i'm burning up a photo
running for that O-Z like that white girl and ToTo
that make my house the new emerald city
don't act like you ain't know tho
bitch i'm going ham, like a nigga doing grams
and you don't want a war, I turn this shit to Vietnam
i'm buzzin like a dozen of these niggas put together
swagger on a trillion, nobody do it better
(Chorus)2x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
(Verse 3)
Don't act like you ain't know what this is
two cups of that liquid, come and flow with the kid (2x)
vultures in the back seat, ridin wit the bird flu
got em in at 10, just like them bricks is on a curfew
backyard medicine, tell em bring the nurse through
my swagger be killin niggas, tell em bring the hearse through
speakers on 50, bass on a hunnet
front door open, bakerboy cuttin
okto slangin, skrap klikk comin
i'm the engine in the game to keep that shit runnin
(Chorus)4x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
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Fresh up out the pot
yes i got the rock
in my black t, and my polo boots is fresh up out the box
and my beez in that trunk
you can try me if you want
bet them shots leavin you tearin
like i got visine in that pump
i got girls totin them 380's
tossin bullets like T. Brady
only warning i got for yall is don't fuck around and don't be shady
i don't play wit you niggas
i'm tryna chase a few figgas
and i do not fall for ass chick
i won't be takin you wit us
i say
you ain't even got to ask if they about it
just come try me in the club and catch a champagne bottle
i stay turnt up off the purple, won't even think about it
and my niggas go so hard
bet they stomp the drink up out em
got that pyrex, wrist game
i'm abel, the way i whip cane
in my stable, i got chicks mane
that go state to state, in a big range
keep 1 speed, and don't switch lanes
i got 1 bitch, that got 6 names
and you do not wanna play, cause she got 1 clip but got sick aim
(Chorus)2x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
(Verse 2)
Redd got that flava
i'm all about the paper
i'm so on that heat, i tell them haters catch the vapor
choppas like blades, that make me the barber
rounds to ya dome, you don't wanna catch a taper
junkies going loco, when i'm serving up that pogo
kitchen smell like kodak, like i'm burning up a photo
running for that O-Z like that white girl and ToTo
that make my house the new emerald city
don't act like you ain't know tho
bitch i'm going ham, like a nigga doing grams
and you don't want a war, I turn this shit to Vietnam
i'm buzzin like a dozen of these niggas put together
swagger on a trillion, nobody do it better
(Chorus)2x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
(Verse 3)
Don't act like you ain't know what this is
two cups of that liquid, come and flow with the kid (2x)
vultures in the back seat, ridin wit the bird flu
got em in at 10, just like them bricks is on a curfew
backyard medicine, tell em bring the nurse through
my swagger be killin niggas, tell em bring the hearse through
speakers on 50, bass on a hunnet
front door open, bakerboy cuttin
okto slangin, skrap klikk comin
i'm the engine in the game to keep that shit runnin
(Chorus)4x
Trap house jumpin, got it bouncin like a pogo
keep em sky high, cause i got it for the low low
i'm a 1 man band, yeah i do it on my solo
flip it out the door and watch it come back like a yoyo
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