6 Pick - Trapboy Freddy, Yella Beezy, Go Yayo

Hit my line, where you at?

Pop up, come shop, bitch we got good dope, good

Serving the gas through the window

I don’t give a fuck if you kinfolk

Ayy, ayy, glass house, was tinfoil

Straight drop hit like ten-four

Ayy, real trapper I’ll serve my kinfolk

Turn a good girl to a nympho

Let’s get it crackin', dope in the cabinet

I put that work in her panties

These niggas be actin', serving these addys

I put them M’s in the cabinet

Forty go boom like tempo

Everybody get hit, even your bimbo

Even your binfolk, I’m in the trap rollin' nickels

Break down a pack like a swisher

Counting this cash with your sister

She eat the dick, I don’t kiss her, ugh, ugh

She disappear I don’t miss her

Sipping that lean like a liquor

These niggas square as a picture

OG gas in the jar like a pickle, get two for a nickel, ayy

We still trapping hundred pack skittles

Stain a nigga for a figure

I give a fuck if they sign me

I’m on the block where it’s grimy

Lookin' for me, you could find me

Where I’m at?

Up there, up there

Kush price set and it’s stuck there

OG bags, let 'em go for two for five

Ain’t shit here sweet, I ain’t letting shit slide

Fuck niggas play with the gang better hide

My young nigga shoot like it’s NBA Live

Kicking the pack like it’s FIFA

We got the package of reefer

Go get a pack of some reefer

Oak Cliff nigga got it cheaper

Whipping the work, wife beater

Ayy, ayy, she know I’m fuckin' then leaving

So she suck on me like she leaching, ayy, ayy

El Chapo I’m a demon

Fuck that bitch, then deleting, ayy ayy

Young nigga hungry, they scheming

Woke up them folks, they was dreaming

We got good dope if you fiendin'

Whip up my dope to a Beamer

I beat the pack like it’s Tina

Can’t see me, John Cena

I got them spots like a cheetah

Nigga I’m fly as a seagull

Kick it with my Cliffside people

That bitch be lying, you believe her

Ayy you kissing that bitch and she swallowing semen

Young nigga came from the streets, I was scheming

All that rapping capping like he a demon

Catch him in person, these niggas ain’t mean it

Huh, naw these niggas ain’t mean it

Boy these niggas be schemin', huh, huh

Two hundred thou, I seen it

Three hundred thou, you dream it, huh, huh

All this money in the mattress

My necklace flooded in carats, huh, huh

I just be ducking these rabbits

Boy these lil niggas be actin'

Ayy, ayy, all of my niggas in love with them carats

I swear I be thuggin with rabbits, ayy

All of them gadgets up under the mattress

Them packs on top of the cabinet

Flight up be rollin' like Davin’s

I’m all in the game like NFL Madden

Ain’t never had dreams of rappin'

Just hit me a scheme and that’s how it happened

Ball in the D like the Mavericks

All my young demons they savages, pop up, let you have it

They know the gang with that static

They know we pop up with thookas, this shit gon' get tragic

Pop up with thookas, this shit’ll get tragic

Retarded like boy with the maggots, ugh

Wrap up the dope like a package

Fuck this rap I’m trappin', nosy ass neighbors keep naggin'

I’m with my dog like Shaggy, repping my hood, it’s tatted

Big four-four, I’m saggin', got four bows in the cabinet

Fuck more hoes then your daddy

Kicking this shit like Jet Li

Pass my towel, you sweatin' me

No I’m not Keith but you sweating me

All on her knees, ho blessing me

Wet a nigga ass like Slitherbomb

Chopper sound like a damn intercom

Nigga I ain’t stop, fuck a pentagon

Gucci my bag, me and my son

At the store with designer, I’m trappin' in Gucci (trap, Gucci, brr)

Just hit me a stain, got me dancing like Uzi

Do it look like I’m left off Bad & Boujee?

(huh, what you say?)

Do it look like I’m left off Bad & Boujee (what?)

VVS diamonds, they wet like Jacuzzi

Choppa hit him, make him sing like he Lucci

Sing like Lucci, ban like Boosie

I’m in the trap, trap god like Gucci

I smoke the kush to a doobie

Wrappin' the powder like Loubins

F&N no Ruger, shoot a nigga like a movie

I had them cruisers by Rudys

Clip long as two rulers

Give her pipe then I threw her, act like I never knew her

I’m in your city like I grew in it, you in my city, you tourin'

These niggas watchin', try to copy what I’m doing

It don’t work like unemployed

A nigga playing then we blowing

Reach for my chain then you dying lil nigga, you know I ain’t going

Play with Go Yayo, be dead in the morning

First shot in your head, we ain’t sending no warnings (bitch)