spy out

Trap Holics, real trap shit

Nuke Radio

These hoes will lie straight to your face then cry straight to your face

In that vroom vroom, nigga, do you wanna race

In that vroom vroom its so fast don't make no mistake ya

Smoking on some pressure, this ain't wedding cake ya

Did i fuck on your hoe

I can't even say ya

Shorty bless my pole, like she sayin' grace ya

Nigga, you a troll , you don't make no paper

My niggas gon' parole, they got fuckin' lasers