Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
F*ck the talkin
Let's get to the fetti
Ready set but I know they ain't ready
Pardon this drip
This drip to too heavy
Spoiled ass bitch
Little bitch to petty
Found a lane then I took off
Picked her up in a push start
Money counter it's straight the bank
Girl this money I blew ain't a thing
Stacking this money
We in out space
Bitch set a trap
So done did the race
I got some things I might take to the grave
Vvs diamonds my neck like a lake
I got a check and rannnnn it up
Better chill out you mad enough
Yah
I'm in the trap forreal
I got a check forrral
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Niggas you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
Car malfunction
We don't gotta brake
Way I run shit
Woulda swore it's a race
Why wait tomorrow Ill get it today
You smoke on some middies
We smoke on some dank
Feds on a mission
They ran in to late
We been left the bando
We just relocate
I got packs up on they way
Yo man a peasant ohh so lame
Lil ho
I got bitches on bitches
Don't get in yo feelings
Ya I really got cash out
I got guap to the ceiling
Plug out in Cali
I done made a killing
They ask how I do it
You know I ain't telling
I got a check forreall
I got the sack foreallllllllllllll
I'm off of hella pills
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
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Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
F*ck the talkin
Let's get to the fetti
Ready set but I know they ain't ready
Pardon this drip
This drip to too heavy
Spoiled ass bitch
Little bitch to petty
Found a lane then I took off
Picked her up in a push start
Money counter it's straight the bank
Girl this money I blew ain't a thing
Stacking this money
We in out space
Bitch set a trap
So done did the race
I got some things I might take to the grave
Vvs diamonds my neck like a lake
I got a check and rannnnn it up
Better chill out you mad enough
Yah
I'm in the trap forreal
I got a check forrral
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Niggas you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
Car malfunction
We don't gotta brake
Way I run shit
Woulda swore it's a race
Why wait tomorrow Ill get it today
You smoke on some middies
We smoke on some dank
Feds on a mission
They ran in to late
We been left the bando
We just relocate
I got packs up on they way
Yo man a peasant ohh so lame
Lil ho
I got bitches on bitches
Don't get in yo feelings
Ya I really got cash out
I got guap to the ceiling
Plug out in Cali
I done made a killing
They ask how I do it
You know I ain't telling
I got a check forreall
I got the sack foreallllllllllllll
I'm off of hella pills
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
F*ck the talkin
Let's get to the fetti
Ready set but I know they ain't ready
Pardon this drip
This drip to too heavy
Spoiled ass bitch
Little bitch to petty
Found a lane then I took off
Picked her up in a push start
Money counter it's straight the bank
Girl this money I blew ain't a thing
Stacking this money
We in out space
Bitch set a trap
So done did the race
I got some things I might take to the grave
Vvs diamonds my neck like a lake
I got a check and rannnnn it up
Better chill out you mad enough
Yah
I'm in the trap forreal
I got a check forrral
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Niggas you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
Car malfunction
We don't gotta brake
Way I run shit
Woulda swore it's a race
Why wait tomorrow Ill get it today
You smoke on some middies
We smoke on some dank
Feds on a mission
They ran in to late
We been left the bando
We just relocate
I got packs up on they way
Yo man a peasant ohh so lame
Lil ho
I got bitches on bitches
Don't get in yo feelings
Ya I really got cash out
I got guap to the ceiling
Plug out in Cali
I done made a killing
They ask how I do it
You know I ain't telling
I got a check forreall
I got the sack foreallllllllllllll
I'm off of hella pills
Lotta money coming in
Split it wit my friends
Ima go and get a big check
Niggas ready on command
Drumming like a band
Please don't get me upset
Never really been a fan
Nigga you a ham
Hold we ain't done yet
I'm in the trap on the regular
I'm in the trap on the regular
Writer: Dante Howell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid