Trap's Open

Bitch its zaza or opps up in my blunt whenever I smoke it

I Take two hoes to the back room and they both took turns chokin'

I Got more straps then a lieutenant so don't tell me who's pokin'

Bitch I walk through with a gas pack and I tell ' em all trap's open

He think big bro with the shits 'till he went to court then he start foldin'

Bitch we slidin' in exotic whips, they don't even wanna show me my opponent

I Take a couple shooters off the rip when I leave the house 'cause I been golden

Bitch I face a blunt, I don't feel a thing homie what the fuck you been smokin'

I Got bitches on bitches

Walk through the strip with some cash in my pockets, so I'm holdin' riches on riches

I Took a thotty who popped her a molly, and she think she winnin' while sinnin'