These niggas be cap just like they wear sombrero Inna trap I show love for some new dinero Make it hot, it ain’t love, I ain’t neva care though Sit back with the connect and we talk on numeros
Inna trap, I was tryna keep my head from lookin down 2 the money I can’t turn around Racin off the boulevard, you the hear sound Now I’m up, she want fuckin fuck wimme right now Movin pounds Swervin outta town And my bitch get jiggy nigga, she might bust a round Be off the grid cause these bitches get you found Wimmah dawgs been through hell, these some hellhounds Money poker face, Ion even feel now Smokin panic fear, prada what she smell now Money in the way, I can’t even see you now I told my liuh brother I’ma go n get us out
