100 M's

Where you at, nigga?

Yuh, yuh

You know what goin' on, nigga

You know we in the trap, nigga

Aye, aye

I got no racks on me while I'm recording

She pull up and eat me and yeah that bitch gorgeous

I'm in the trap and I'm making a fortune

Slide to the traphouse, I'm in a foreign

I'm on the highway

I'm switchin' the lanes

Standin' on business

Ain't playin' no games

Niggas be square

Know that they lame

Niggas be broke

That is a shame

Ran up them racks

I cannot complain

I had to pick up the racks

And then jump on a plane

I cannot tell on my man

It is just me and my gang

I'm knee deep in the dope game

Kick the door all out the doorframe

White Lamborghini look just like cocaine

Cut it up, eat it up

Trap out the pack

Stick to the code

Flippin' that pack

Huh, yeah

Trap out the seal

I cut that cash and I catch an appeal

Niggas be cap in they rap

I am big Draco

I do it for real

I trap out the back back in Beverly Hills

Lamborghini with the WAKAKAC seal

Huh, a young nigga go on a drill

Touch a truck with the foreign wheels

Niggas be talkin'

It is what it is

I'mma rock down for that kill

Test the dope

Nigga, tell me how you feel

(Unintelligible) all in my ear

Girls fall in love when I appear

Skrrt off on 12

See them in my rear

Knock a opp down (unintelligible)

I'mma make 100 M's this year

I'm in the traphouse sittin' back

Watchin' the camera security

Nigga, and tuckin' my jewelry

Niggas get shot in they temple like Shirley

6AM, nigga, I'm trappin' early

Eyes red off exotic gas

Look out the Cartier, my vision got blurry

I'm in the trap with exotic bags

I'm pushin, the trap like it's Fatal Fury

Lamborghini, this the 25 edition

Take off on niggas like Fast and the Furious

Niggas you cannot be serious

Niggas Georgia like curious