Trap house on the, trap house on the track Trap nigga Yeah, trap nigga, yeah, trap nigga My lawyer called I'm on my last strike Two time convicted felon don't need a third strike My phone ringing nigga sum'n ain't right It's 5am and he said he need like five bricks at once Fifty bags a day that's what the trap bring Push that count music nigga you can trap three But just don't let the streets trap you Just don't let the streets trap you I've been tweaking on my lawyer he been calling crazy I on' even trust that nigga he might try to play me These niggas how I know they gon' be the first 'tray me I got the street recipe all my haters 'bey me Fifty thou a day that's what the trap bring For nigga some days I make a hundred - two thousand Put the streets on curfew Young Scooter make that music you can work to Yeah I trap and rap, trap wrap bricks You can't trust these broke hoes bitches ain't shit I'm on my third strike, still taking chances My lawyer say tell him the truth I say what games you playing My lawyer called I'm on my last strike Two time convicted felon don't need a third strike My phone ringing nigga sum'n ain't right It's 5am and he said he need five bricks at once Fifty bags a day that's what the trap bring Push that count music nigga you can trap three But just don't let the streets trap you Just don't let the streets trap you It's 5 in the morning 50 missed calls [?] he bout to hit the road and take all I got chickens but this nigga tryna buy some dog I ain't tripping catch em instant then I brush em off A thousand dollars a week that's what your trap be Pay attention nigga I can't help you Yeah I was hurting when I flexed you Close the curtains I'on wanna see no prostitute In Mexico CIty you gon' shop with who? Young Scooter put a brick on every block or two Word on the street you snitchin, I don't rock with you Yeah I do straight business if I fuck with you My lawyer called I'm on my last strike Two time convicted felon don't need a third strike My phone ringing nigga sum'n ain't right It's 5am and he said he need five bricks at once Fifty bags a day that's what the trap bring Push that count music nigga you can trap three But just don't let the streets trap you Just don't let the streets trap you I'm out here working couldn't care less what no cracker thinks Big on the real, I can afford another cake I just came from down the road, ain't tryna go back But is sum'n bout them and that rack Vacuum unpacked, busting them dead Carrying that posted, living on the edge I wanna quit but these streets like a part of me They taught me right from wrong, show me how to eat I got my lawyer on speed dial and paid up So I'm in the spot working for a million plus We just need to tell em g 'head send the truck I'm a bust em down, go 'head bag em up My lawyer called I'm on my last strike Two time convicted felon don't need a third strike My phone ringing nigga sum'n ain't right It's 5am and he said he need five bricks at once Fifty bags a day that's what the trap bring Push that count music nigga you can trap three But just don't let the streets trap you Just don't let the streets trap you