Trap Open 24/7 Lyrics

When I think about you, baby You make my heart spin round and round

When I think about you, baby I was captured by your smile

I've been trappin' all day with this shit on me

Kid on me, I be lookin' like a whole lick, homie

He better not move fast the drac a piss on him

Got runts in the kennel I will sick on him

Get on him, I'm Bossman Jigga, I ain't need no big homie

Fully all in traffic, what the fuck a big homie

Rich shooter with some drugs with that big 40

40 racks in my pocket and that shit bulgin

Try to teach the nigga to trap, but he won't get it

I want the hoe to hit the road, but she won't listen

I hit the pot with the wand like it's Walt Disney

I do my one-two on that stainless skillet

30 racks pop out, mm, damn, that's some good chicken

And if a nigga try to flash, we gon' come pick it

Even though the bros, got the za's for the good ticket

And we make even more off that Herron liquid

I'm about to ball and fuck niggas, tits to season

Rich and rings, froze bird, I'm anemic

I think I just found a clue, damn, jinkies

I've been seein' all these blues, Jigga, Nipsey

I just took a microdose and now I'm trippy

I've been pourin' up the trips, it wasn't Remy

Fuck it, love to shop my clothes with just linty

It was just limits, now them shits Bentley's

I've been trappin' all day with this shit on me

Kid on me, I be lookin' like a whole lick, homie

He better not move fast and drink a piss on him

Got rants in the counter, they're sick on him

Get on him, I'm Bossman, Jigga, I ain't need no big homie

Fully all in traffic, what the fuck a big homie

Rich shooter with some drugs with that big 40

40 racks in my pocket and that shit bulging