Ty - Trap It Out Lyrics

She suckin on my dick im smoking dope im on a suite at the top floor
Clatisha baby girl the truth guess that's why I can't let go
Dumpin blow I gotta roll gotta constantly stack that do
Gotta run that money up just so my baby he want want
Gotta move my Aunte out the hood she gettin a mansion that's 4sho
So im steady trappin sold a brick up on the backstreet
He calling back he say she ether say he need 3 piece

Straight drop ain't no remix bullfrog this shit leaping
Out the pot it's coming back to 28 grams flat

Gas bags vacuumed sealed my crip potna got em in
He say he want 19 you get like 5 he might do 15
Boxes coming thru the mail wrapped up it ain't no smell
Pharmaceuticals nigga I don dumped a lot of them
Percocets & lowercets yea I don chewed a lot of them
I'm rappin while im trappin told my lick to pull up to the yo
Wrap it up & get him straight now I'm back to droppin verses

Bitch im back like I never left young long got sum on his chest
I felt like they was counting me out so now I gotta do my best

Turnt up on these people counting blue hundreds while im sippin tuss
Double cups & backwoods we do this shit just because
Got a play for a half a brink he pay like 16
He from the country so you know I had to short that nigga G
I'm selling dope im smoking dope im posted right on front street
West side jacktown you know I rep that L.I.E