May not sell out, make friends then Fuck the other side though, you heard? Bang Can't stop trappin', I'm on go Niggas John Madden, yeah I know My mink jacket to the floor Cold weather, moonwalkin' in the snow Might go to jail but I'll be home soon Before me leave, haffa hit you with a dope chune Can't stop trappin', I'm on go Niggas John Madden, yeah I know Hail Mary, for the greats 'Cause I'm rich, fuck nigga, fix your face Broke fuckin' broker, joke fuckin' joker Fifty thousand for my Cuban, twenty for my choker Fucked your baby mom, she love when I choke her Fucked this rap nigga's bitch, she love when I throat her I'm a real nigga so I ain't doin' exposin' But she be suckin' like a character from Bram Stoker Count Dracula, you know what that's about Countin' money, draggin' fur, that's a fact about Dope Boy Troy Ave, dog, no Hoya My GT guy neat, call it Diane Sawyer Can't stop trappin', I'm on go Niggas John Madden, yeah I know My mink jacket to the floor Cold weather, moonwalkin' in the snow Might go to jail but I'll be home soon Before me leave, haffa hit you with a dope chune Can't stop trappin', I'm on go Niggas John Madden, yeah I know