TRUE SAY

Trap out the trap, Uh
We gotta run up them racks, Uh
They making it back, I
Know what to do with a pack
True say
I got them racks, so
I dont be wasting my talent
Fuck on a pretty lil baddie
Remember I used to trap out the grannys
Talk your shit, nigga
Im gonna head to the top of the earth
Tryna fly true
Im gonna head up to (die first?)
Lotta mans dying
I gotta get what I want in a hurry
Ain’t gone cap I (?)
Ain’t got money
Trapping the ends (?) junkie
Take that lil bitch now she saying it’s funny
Hit from the back and you know that im nutting
(?) on her face and its nothin
Nasty lil bitch
You so disgusting
Glock with the dick fucking and fucking
Empty the clip and Im buggin Im buggin
Look at this wrist, you know its buzzin
Look at this fit, it’s gonna (?) him
How many bitches they tryna go (?)
Putting the bread in the block like hustle
Me and my dog were not brothers
Give me the bands
Give me the credit
Give me the grams, I know how to stretch it
Trap out the trap, Uh
We gotta run up them racks, Uh
They making it back, I
Know what to do with a pack
True say
I got them racks, so
I dont be wasting my talent
Fuck on a pretty lil baddie
Remember I used to trap out the grannys
Trap out the trap, Uh
We gotta run up them racks, Uh
They making it back, I
Know what to do with a pack
True say
I got them racks, so
I dont be wasting my talent
Fuck on a pretty lil baddie
Remember I used to trap out the grannys