Trap Boys - Lil Mexico, Muddy, Guapdamenace

Fore’n

Double-S

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

Gang

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime

It’s 3 AM, I’m drinking Rémy Martin

Tell that grown man I won’t argue, chopper get to sparkin'

Paint his head up with the beam and call him Dennis Rodman

I got my bag, you tried to count it, so I’m back to robbin'

I’m really in the streets, my boy, they said you is a Barbie

Big boy dually truck, it ain’t hard to find me

How you want your niggas broke?

Damn, they should’ve slimed you

Eighty thousand on my wrist, bitch, I’m finna time you

Bitch I’m finna time it, watch me count it up (Up)

They call me Big Guap (Why?), 'cause I mount it up

I’m tired of flexing money, I’ma show my force

Yeah, you grown, but to this .40 you a little boy

I get 'em in, I get 'em off since I jumped off the porch

The streets is cold but I will burn you with this fuckin' torch

The basket gone as soon as they land on the fuckin' porch

My mama told me ball and stunt on all you fuckin' whores

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime

Bitch, I know you lost so I pour fours every time

You know my gang, we rep that red flag, diss that, you dyin'

Blue and green money, you might think I’m colorblind

I ain’t selling dope, but big bro in the kitchen whippin' pies

She say that she don’t smoke weed, pop the X, that get her high

You went on a lick with your mans, but when he shoot, how you ain’t fire?

You cap like you that dude but we all know you not that guy

I’m in a two door coupe late night on your block when I slide

'Member I had dreams to hoop, but right now I just trap and shoot

I’m with your bitch in the coupe, she suck my dick the woopty-woop

Pop a Perc', no, I pop 2

No, bitch, you can’t hit my juice

He say he gon' step on who?

Bitch, I’m a fool with that tool

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime

Is you selling or you buying?

You trapping or you lying?

Got my weight up, I remember I was selling nicks and dimes

Good gas, different kinds, all I see is dollar signs

Bitch, I got the trap jumping just like Jordan in his prime