Walk up in the trap, p***y n***a ain't do nothing

Walk up in the trap, p***y n***a ain't do nothing

Walk up— walk up in the trap, p***y n***a ain't do nothing

Really spin again and he still ain't gon' do s**t

I don't give a fu—

I think it's quite comfy down here

If I get booked, know my man's gon' post that bail

Really serving fiends that be posted at the Shell (As above, so below)

Nigga's seen the beam then they started turning pale

How the f*ck lil' yuke really bound to fail?

Fuck music, bitch, I really send a pack through the mail

I don't like when niggas start asking me for mels

Hit 'em in his back while he runnin' then he fell

Now I'm taking all his shit, give a f*ck if it's for sale

My nigga's juggin', yeah, they thuggin'

Walk up in the trap, p***y n***a ain't do nothing

Really spin again and he still ain't gon' do s**t

I don't give a fuck, bitch, I pull up, I'm with quinn

Bitch I'm so fly, I don't know when I'm finna land

Try to make a mil' and live off the music bands

Nigga don't worry, I'ma go and sell the Xan

Come and try to stop me, but this Glock gon' make you dance

You payin' for your rent, what I spend on my pants

Done playing all these games with these little fans

Get up off my meat with them little IG rants

He seen what I did, tell his man's, he said, "Damn"

Damn (He said, "Damn")

Be yourself, by yourself

Be yourself, by yourself

Be yourself, by yourself