Trap, you got to trap
Hot, you get me hot
I can't tell no truth, but I can tell you all the lies
Ride with my
Ride with my bro
Ride with my
Ride with my tool
We was like this last year
We back in the grove
Bout you, I'ma show
I'ma shoot it up with all these poles
Bands keep callin' up and bitches keep callin' me
I don't want these bitches, I just want you on the side of me
With a side of lean, and I'm blowin' green
Blow it down
We blow out a hundred rounds
Count it up, then break it down
Told your bitch to bust it down
We take down a couple shots
I bust down a couple thots
And I'm gone, off the shit
Yeah, it's gone, with the wind
Trap, you gotta trap
Hot, you get me hot
I can't tell no truth but I can tell you all the lies
Ride with my
Ride with my boat
Ride with my
Ride with my tool
We was like this last year
We back in the grove
Bout, I'ma show
