40 (Intro)

Trappin out my grandpas house

Grams in my grandpas couch

Money in the mailbox

Grams never figured out

 

If a **** rat on me guarantee i air em out

Sig on me smith on me gettin hard to pick em out

Bitches ain’t shit so still a **** kick em out

Goin out to get some racks then wrappin in the house

 

**** wasting time and money just so they can run they mouth

Spent 400 on a ounce blew that shit under an hour

 

I’m poppin ya I’m poppin I ain’t gottta tell ya

Trappin like Costco everything for sell here

Everything for hi tho we don’t serve low

Trappin on the go when I was in and outta hotels

 

No job had to make it off the snow sell

I was catching every play **** Odell

Float a zone retail no Wholesale

I tricked a bag off got it back like oh well

 

Bags everywhere bedroom fulla old scales

Dad told me separate the weed from the dope scale

Now I weigh the weed in plastic bowls on the coke scale

 

40 on me everywhere I go no L’s