Traphouse

Woah, mmm-mmm-mmm, Frozone
Hahaha (What up, Noc?)
Woah
Woah, woah, woah
Get your ass out, watch me beat it up, uh
She a freaky thot, watch her eat it up (Go eat it up)
We blind, hit the lights, yeah, we creepin' up, yeah (We creepin' up)
.50 ring, these niggas teamin' up, uh
Automatic hit him with the feelings, uh
Big Glock on the stage, fuckin' teenager
Hit away, trappin' like a mile, he ain’t gettin' up, nope
Run up on the plug on a re-up, uh
Do a bird face, I ain’t ski up, no (I ain’t ski up)
Know he tryna die to his feet, you can’t keep up
Double on the gang, nigga, we the Grim Reapers (G-G)
Catch the opposition, had me runnin' like a cheetah
Rich-ass nigga chargin' pounds for a feature
I was in the field (Woah, woah), you was sittin' in the bleachers
Blue cheese, bankroll (Woah, woah), pockets Velveeta
Uh (Uh), and I had to tame it for the EDD (Tame it)
Trap on my heart, twenty-one, jump street
Still in the trap with the P’s on repeat
B-B-Balenc' track, runnin', that’s a pound of OG (OG)
Just put the loose red in the sweet tea
Use the Percocet 10's and drank for me
Move to slow, can’t stand on my feet
Like, woah (Woah), woah (Like woah), woah (Woah, let’s go), woah (Let's go),
woah (Woah), woah (Haha), let’s go (Woah)
Get your ass out, watch me beat it up, uh
She a freaky thot, watch her eat it up (Go eat it up)
We blind, hit the lights, yeah, we creepin' up, yeah (We creepin' up)
.50 ring, these niggas teamin' up, uh
Automatic hit him with the feelings, uh
Big Glock on the stage, fuckin' teenager
Hit away, trappin' like a mile, he ain’t gettin' up, nope
Run up on the plug on a re-up, uh
Do a bird face, I ain’t ski up, no (I ain’t ski up)
Know he tryna die to his feet, you can’t keep up
Double on the gang, nigga, we the Grim Reapers (G-G)
Catch the opposition, had me runnin' like a cheetah
Rich-ass nigga chargin' pounds for a feature
I was in the field (Woah, woah), you was sittin' in the bleachers
Blue cheese, bankroll (Woah, woah), pockets Velveeta (Uh)
Uh, summer '18 (Woah), yeah, let me take it back (Woah)
We was slidin' double on the opps, had to 'scape (Yeah)
Servin' out the boat in a school backpack (Woah)
Take a nigga pole, yeah, he’ll never get it back (Woah)
Take a nigga soul, put his body in a bag (Pshh)
Ridin' 'round, stole up with a new paper tag (Vroom)
Do the whole dash, high-speed from the tags (Force me, yeah)
If rap don’t work, I’m bet usin' my twists (Twists)
Good door, ceilings up, I ain’t had the voice (Nope)
Just gotta chain through another invoice (Shh)
It’s a Hellcat, but I drive it like a toy (Woah)
Percs hittin' hard, you could hear it through my voice (Blrrd)
Breakin' P’s down in the hotel resort (Yeah)
Relo', trap 'cause this rap shit borin' (Ugh, racks)
Get your ass out, watch me beat it up, uh
She a freaky thot, watch her eat it up (Go eat it up)
We blind, hit the lights, yeah, we creepin' up, yeah (We creepin' up)
.50 ring, these niggas teamin' up, uh
Automatic hit him with the feelings, uh
Big Glock on the stage, fuckin' teenager
Hit away, trappin' like a mile, he ain’t gettin' up, nope
Run up on the plug on a re-up, uh
Do a bird face, I ain’t ski up, no (I ain’t ski up)
Know he tryna die to his feet, you can’t keep up
Double on the gang, nigga, we the Grim Reapers (G-G)
Catch the opposition, had me runnin' like a cheetah
Rich-ass nigga chargin' pounds for a feature
I was in the field (Woah, woah), you was sittin' in the bleachers
Blue cheese, bankroll (Woah, woah), pockets Velveeta
Cheese
Racks