Aint real traffic you ain trappin out that
Got a good eye for that dope ain need a scale
For the school bell rode home with them bales
Got good highs and them lows got a good smell
We been ballin blockin All my boys hot
Made a Hundred on the block before I ever had a spot
Aye I was servin nig I aint ever punched a clock
Trap wasnt nothing but some felons around Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)
Choppas and Glocks
Really suggest you stop before I hit a nig ass up top
Why you still make post on the net go slide
Pull up and he really aint on that
Had a nig scared when we pop out we try to slide on opps
Bro aint even try hop out that car we tryna hit his top
Bend a nig corner run up on em get his ass gone
You know that i want em if you want em put yo mask on
You know like i know if i want em he wont last long
Catch lil bro outside and if we get em we get his man gone
Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)
Aint real traffic you ain trappin out that
Got a good eye for that dope ain need a scale
For the school bell rode home with them bales
Got good highs and them lows got a good smell
We been ballin blockin All my boys hot
Made a Hundred on the block before I ever had a spot
Aye I was servin nig I aint ever punched a clock
Trap wasnt nothing but some felons around Choppas and some glocks
We gon up the murder rate we everywhere they never aint
Brand new wop this bitch got a shank Get em close range
We never care bout what they say you boys aint get no god damn pape
Put ten on ya top have them young niggas spinning like clock on ya head all god damn day
Like which drop ima drop today Like which drop ima cop today
Never seen yall pop out to the lot or to the bank
Aye water on my neck no i wont float i might just sink
Fuck the club up throw these hundreds stack they faith
Aint real traffic you ain trappin out that
Got a good eye for that dope ain need a scale
For the school bell rode home with them bales
Got good highs and them lows got a good smell
We been ballin blockin All my boys hot
Made a Hundred on the block before I ever had a spot
Aye I was servin nig I aint ever punched a clock
Trap wasnt nothing but some felons around Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)
Choppas and some glocks (choppas and glocks)