作曲 : Jhoana Navarrete/Rogeric Harper/Dyamond Hudson/Bryson Potts

At the trap we load it up who at the door

If you think 'bout walking in

'Cause you see one it's gon' be four

Please don't come here acting tough

Because it's four and plus some more

If you reach inside your pockets we gon' empty out the pole

You just, need to, need to watch out

Because your gang ain't gon' save you with all these Glocks out

I put your shooters on the payroll, make 'em clock out

Don't need to do no dirty work 'cause I'm on top now

Put your gun up, weak bitches get done up

Won't ever catch me lacking, if you do you better run up

You looking like a groupie, type of bitches we make fun of

Ain't friendly with no hoe

Because they always try to one up

Been gettin' money, in love with the cream

Strap with the clip and it came with a beam

Ain't been asleep 'cause I'm living a dream

Bitch I am cocky, ain't rapping for free

Dash in the whip and it don't got a key

Hang with the bosses, I live like a G

Started on go and I give 'em that coma

Slide on your block and we nothing to squeeze

At the trap we load it up who at the door

If you think 'bout walking in

'Cause you see one it's gon' be four

Please don't come here acting tough

Because it's four and plus some more

If you reach inside your pockets we gon' empty out the pole

You just, need to, need to watch out

Because your gang ain't gon' save you with all these Glocks out

I put your shooters on the payroll, make 'em clock out

Don't need to do no dirty work 'cause I'm on top now

Ay, yeah

I make 'em clock out like he switching shifts up in this bitch

I need to shot with three arms, the Draco got too much kick

Ay my niggas keep in tools like it was something to fix

And bitch I kick down the door

And run through your house while you taking a shit

Young nigga, I was 14, but my Glock, it was 23, yeah

Glizzy make a nigga say "uhhh" like he Master P, yeah

Had a white shirt on but the bullets turned it to a red tee, yeah

Choppa get to kickin' everything in sight like Jet Lee, yeah

At the trap we load it up who at the door

If you think 'bout walking in

'Cause you see one it's gon' be four

Please don't come here acting tough

Because it's four and plus some more

If you reach inside your pockets we gon' empty out the pole

You just, need to, need to watch out

Because your gang ain't gon' save you with all these Glocks out

I put your shooters on the payroll, make 'em clock out

Don't need to do no dirty work 'cause I'm on top now