作曲:Lotto Savage
作词:Lotto Savage
Club, yeah, yeah
Baby now she fuckin' with a winner (Winner)
Choppa turn a ** to a splinter (Chopper)
Know I choppa sittin' in the splinter (Brrt)
Puttin' ** in the field of business (Field of business)
These **s ain't real, they pretend (What you sayin'?
)
Told 'em speak loud 'cause I ain't him (Oh, yeah)
Runnin' car bars in the film (Brrt)
I don't wanna trap no more (Huh?
)
Got ** on my shoe, got ** on my sock
I don't wanna trap no more (They call it that)
Got a thirty with a **, drink up for all
I don't wanna trap no more (Big gun)
Got ** on my clothes, got ** on the floor
I don't wanna trap no more (Can't do it)
Call the plug, tell him send me some raw (Brrt)
Lotto
Call the plug, tell him send it through (Come on, come on)
Ever told hundreds in they blue (Count it up)
Clockin' in the trap around two (Talk to 'em)
Move the pack, that's all I do
But I'm really tired of sittin' in the trap (What you sayin'?
)
Three cell phones sittin' right in my neck
Lookin' out for the narcs, this the life of the trap (Watch your back)
Early morning trappin' out of the trenches
Peepin' out the window lookin' for snitches
This is the game once you in it, you in it
Trapper rapper had to make a decision
Bases loaded showed the way to get racks
Prancing the clock, go on, stuck in the hood (With me)
We missin' them diamond bricks, make it look good (I switched up)
I switched up my life, now my truck in the hood, them facts (In the rear)
Baby now she fuckin' with a winner (Winner)
Choppa turn a ** to a splinter (Chopper)
Know I choppa sittin' in the splinter (Brrt)
Puttin' ** in the field of business (Field of business)
These **s ain't real, they pretend (What you sayin'?
)
Told 'em speak loud 'cause I ain't him (Oh, yeah)
Runnin' car bars in the film (Brrt)
I don't wanna trap no more (Huh?
)
Got ** on my shoe, got ** on my sock
I don't wanna trap no more (They call it that)
Got a thirty with a **, drink up for all
I don't wanna trap no more (Big gun)
Got ** on my clothes, got ** on the floor
I don't wanna trap no more (Can't do it)
Call the plug, tell him send me some raw (Brrt)
Savage
Call the plug, tell him send them bricks (Send it)
Chop it down, hit it with a split (Chop it)
I ain't stealin', I'm servin' chicks (Nah)
And I ain't going out like me (No, no)
45 tucked, yeah, I'm strapped
Buy racks on your head, yo, tatted again, clapped
Scrollin' through my call log, I see chickens on the L (Yeah)
Club
These **s say they with you but against you (They fake)
Paper tag, I ain't ridin' Rimmers
Nosey old lady keep peekin' out the window (Nosy old lady)
And I'ma get it poppin', I should kill 'em
Swear I hit the spot, you know I'm jumpin' out the window (Club)
Heard said the pack I had to stash it in the film
I don't wanna trap no more, killin' instrumental (Yeah, yeah)
Club
Baby now she fuckin' with a winner (Winner)
Choppa turn a ** to a splinter (Chopper)
Know I choppa sittin' in the splinter (Brrt)
Puttin' ** in the field of business (Field of business)
These **s ain't real, they pretend (What you sayin'?
)
Told 'em speak loud 'cause I ain't him (Oh, yeah)
Runnin' car bars in the film (Brrt)
I don't wanna trap no more (Huh?
)
Got ** on my shoe, got ** on my sock
I don't wanna trap no more (They call it that)
Got a thirty with a **, drink up for all
I don't wanna trap no more (Big gun)
Got ** on my clothes, got ** on the floor
I don't wanna trap no more (Can't do it)
Call the plug, tell him send me some raw (Brrt)