Trap

6 diamond chains on 4 diamond rings on M's, on top of M's when I came home My lil bitch she ratchet, bend her over Stab it Let the p***y nigga have it i be dead fresh Bitch closed casket I got money habit's tragic You see the pounds, now you don't Trap nigga magic thousand pounds gone If I make it, memories disappear, am I wrong? Getting head on the E way 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 Then Shе call me daddy yeah Met hеr in Louisiana Fucked her down in Dallas yeah Dolph did you get your first million From selling from Cali yeah All we know is trappin, yeah Hundred rounds in traffic, yeah Trap, trap trap, trap Trap, trap trap, trap Trap, count, count count, count Count, count count, count If your bitch look good Then I might take her I just fuck them, na I don't wanna date her Nigga where your cake? You look like Money keep calling me, bitch I see you later Run to the paper just like I'm a whole lotta My bitch want a bracelet I told her be pationt, I ran out of pationts Walking and stepping on Young nigga go brazy too brazy, my shoelaces 2 bitches and me, that's 2 faces like 2 Ride off, don't pay for the cash No write off real nigga baby, no knock off These niggas have beef, they get knocked off 458 in the bag 2700 on the tag Cooking stashing pateck Addic i ain't even got no grammy Trap, trap trap, trap Trap, trap trap, trap Trap, count, count count, count Count, count count, count If your bitch look good Then I might take her I just fuck them, na I don't wanna date her Nigga where your cake? You look like Money keep calling me, bitch I see you later --- Trap - Hollyhood Bay Bay, Young Dolph and TrapBoy Freddy