On Me (feat. F.S Rudy, YSN Trapp & Baby Sosa)

It's Trapp Street Mama Kasaun at it again oohwee oohwee oohwee Traphouse that be beacon on me A pistol I be keepin on me Young nigga pillow talkin Knowing his bitch can't keep no secrets on me Fuck niggas always thinkin on me That another nigga be hatin on me See most of these niggas be snakes on me And the rest of them slick gay on me A draco to the face on me Yea the ambulance on the way on me A whole lotta shell casings on me No face no case on me A bitch gon be a bitch on me A hoe gon be a hoe on me Young niggas gon kill bout these hoes on me That ain't the way its supposed to go on me Ain't nun bigger than a B blood bitches be slimey I'm on a perc 10 and exotic We popn script seals rockin diamonds I'm in the trap still come and find me The draco gon hit like a linemen How you need paperwork nigga you signed it You lying to the streets now you tryin it Ain't got no flex on me hoe but a muscle Beat up the bitch and then beat up the brother I'ma dog I go bare yea we don't use a rubber Grab the glock off the dresser left nut on the cover Jumped in the whip and do 80 down Fletcher A gram of that drop bout a half of that pressure Pull up on slatt we gon slide in traffic Told slatt get the dracc we gon slide together A traphouse that be beacon on me A pistol I be keepin on me Young nigga pillow talkin Knowing his bitch cant keep no secrets on me Fuck niggas always thinkin on me That another nigga be hatin on me See most of these niggas be snakes on me And the rest of them slick gay on me A draco to the face on me Yea the ambulance on the way on me A whole lotta shell casings on me No face no case on me A bitch gon be a bitch on me A hoe gon be a hoe on me Young niggas gon kill bout these hoes on me That a'int the way its supposed to go on me Bad bih workin at hooters We got more guns than shooters Traphouse full of users They havin a smoke-a-palooza I'm selling bags out the uber I just cashed out with the jeweler Monkey nuts on the dracc The clip in the glock like a ruler Dem folks hit the lights buss a left then a right then lose'em A'int got no love for a thot I just fuck'em and use'em Just fuck'er and pull off Fuck'er and dip call'er a Lyft I'on know where the fuck you bout to go But you gotta get the fuck outta here it's Trapp A traphouse that be beacon on me A pistol I be keepin on me Young nigga pillow talkin Knowing his bitch cant keep no secrets on me Fuck niggas always thinkin on me That another nigga be hatin on me See most of these niggas be snakes on me And the rest of them slick gay on me A draco to the face on me Yea the ambulance on the way on me A whole lotta shell casings on me No face no case on me A bitch gon be a bitch on me A hoe gon be a hoe on me Young niggas gon kill bout these hoes on me That a'int the way its supposed to go on me I ran up them racks I got dem fuck niggas mad I'm stuck in my bag now We got dem bags I'm talkin that pressure exotic Put you on ya ass now Bags exotic percs drank Youngins they takin yo bank Pull up in some like a tank I'on put no trust in no bitch I'm still in my ways hell naw I can't love a thot I came from the trenches with sticks like them Haitians Fuck it we still got the block hot And most of these niggas be robocops No cap and I'm smokin on dead ops Just like a janitor we keep the mop These niggas will kill ya about a thot A traphouse that be beacon on me A pistol I be keepin on me Young nigga pillow talkin Knowing his bitch cant keep no secrets on me Fuck niggas always thinkin on me That another nigga be hatin on me See most of these niggas be snakes on me And the rest of them slick gay on me A draco to the face on me Yea the ambulance on the way on me A whole lotta shell casings on me No face no case on me A bitch gon be a bitch on me A hoe gon be a hoe on me Young niggas gon kill bout these hoes on me That a'int the way its supposed to go on me