Trap Weather (feat. Skozzlee)

Let’s get it all this the music for the bag getters Yea yea yea

I was live in the trap tell me wat you need

Couldn’t even buy no weed till i served a fene

If i ain’t got it i can get it meet me here at 3

Now they tell me to come over used to tell me leave

She know I’m paid

Ain’t trynna wife none trynna get laid

Not that laid talkin bout you lay down while im layin my kids on ya face

How do it taste tell me

I got the gas smell me

**** be tellin them lies and yall piping em up it don’t make sense tell me

Yea I’m back now

Came in here to act out

Crazy how the ones who hate the most be in the background

Wish you would of sat down

Now you forcing me to snap out

Imma send my youngan to ya hood & see wat that’s bout

**** is bitch made

I grew up with ricans who switch blade ya

Im making em switch lanes

Either move or you’ll have a shit day

And **** at this pace

Man I’m doing bad

Got em all mad

**** out really hate me just because i got a lil bag

Wat a lil fag

**** get up

And go get it

Don’t forget us

When you get i

Bitch I’m realer

Than the realest

If you feel me

Than lessgetit

Lets get it all

This the music for the bag gettas

VISIONARIES from the mud

Where the trap realer

Than half of the stories you hear from these rap ****

The rap game lame af it's full of act tellers

Cuz where we from its all Junkies jackas and stash sellas

Doing anything, you know we bout cash tha forever

By any means necessary

For a Pac better

So dont you hit me

Cuz I dont really need it

If it's in the streets already you know we already seen it

Shit been real wit my homie

Locked in dropping heaters

Its only right getta feature

Fetro got me got me on my clean shit

I'm from bmore feeling geetchie

Right a couple a bars and mean it

Kill a beat

And write my through the funeral

Keeping my vision tunneled on everything been my usual

Sifting through all the fuck shit these lames push I just wont do it too

Gw for the emblem GOODWEATHER the vibes we moving to

Brought it out to the hood

Trap weather be product

Get a clue this the wave in the ocean that you should ride with

All aboard on some fly shit

Blowing endless supply of the green keeping me higher

Issa Reaper on the boards a2da cant no one stoppem

Its some Goats in the building

mac get em you know he got em

Coming at you from bangers in your ear drums throbbing

Balling freak like I'm kyrie

Upcoming young like I'm bronny

Who dat on the verse skozzlee