Booby Trap

(Zaytoven)

Uh-uh

Uh-uh (we got London on the track), ayy

Makin' up my mind, I need two - at a time

Then I told her -, "Forget it 'cause I seen that s- on Reddit"

I ain't got no time to block, all my broskies keep a mop

And I keep one right beside me, go to Elliot a lot

My heart cold as a brick, I call London for the hit

I treat Booby Trap like Starlets, hunnid thousand on a car

Got Chanel prints on my joggers, I don't even need a stylist, huh, yeah, okay-okay

Call the bank, pull up the Brink's

Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up

Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee

Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve

Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets

When I wanna clear my mind, throw 200 at a time

Used to be in projects, now I'm makin' projects

Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ

I can tell what's on your mind, Illuminati, got three eyes

If I pull up with my guys, we ain't comin' here to fight

Word to mother, we gon' win, you know London, that's my twin

And I keep Jeffery on my mind, free Thugger, that's my slime

Free V12 and Montana out the motherf-

You know I've been bangin' since Santana, used to rock 'em bandanas

To the side, baby, talk to me nice

Book a flight, if you don't let me hit, I'm sendin' you back, night

I'm in Miami, come to Booby Trap, I'm throwin' a bag, night

The way she took my soul, it's like she's tryna make a sacrifice

In the daytime, diamonds bustin' like a disco ball, we bring the lights out

Hoodie on, I'm feelin' like a f- thief at night now

Call the bank, pull up the Brink's

Might buy you a Cuban, I ain't got no time to link up

Yeah, got Saint Michaels on my tee

Quarter million dollars, I got somethin' on my sleeve

Used to call up darlin', now I go to Starlets

When I wanna clear my mind, throw 200 at a time

Used to be in projects, now I'm makin' projects

Used to be in the PJs, now I'm stuck to the PJ