[Lyric] Trap Goin Ham (Pill)

Trap doin' numbers
Phone's going stupid
Put your order in
Nines halves deuces

We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop [Trap goin' ham]
We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop

Young Psych, keep white, pink-city streetlights
Call us for an order of quarters and you gon' eat right
Trap doin' numbers on a daily basis
Wanna get a nine display them faces
Meet us in the spot we tradin' places
Ten minutes later we tradin cases
Yeah, I said the trap goin' ham, ain't it?
Nines, halves, man look like got 'em yams, ain't it?
Ok then, I put on for pink city, man
Got a deuce left, you better come and get it man
Me and Steve, pimpin' through the one way in a drop-top
Say they want some straight drop, jumpin' like some hopscotch
I'mma go and call Jaz, let him know an order comin'
Once I'm in the kitchen, got a jewel from Florida comin'
We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop [Trap goin' ham]
We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop

Nines, halves, deuces
Grams, ounces, pounds
Spot jumping so hard it's bouncing off the ground
Cuz we got pies flying out the spot
Can't even count how many nines flying out the spot
You can call us, we can meet up
Bring ______
Four five ____
Make sure you got that paper, Pill
Yeah, cause it's a must I have the whole thing
Yams do the whole thing and I ain't got no change
Hoes wanna chill and hang but I just want some bigger chains
Bigger knots and bigger rangs
I'm tryna be that nigga, man

Trap doin' numbers
Phone's going stupid
Put your order in
Nines halves deuces

We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop [Trap goin' ham]
We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop
It's goin' ham sandwich [ham sandwich]
Bologna meat [bologna meat]
We got them yams damnit [yams damnit]
Just clear up on the street [on the street]
Come and shop with us, you say you want some bigger bangs
Pies everywhere, like it's Thanksgiving time
Young sight, keep the days running like a track meet
Glass on standby, make 'em wanna attack me
Backstreets, posted up, serving all smokers, boy
You know we got the tote with us
Smoked if you approaching us
For real? They say you doin' baseball numbers
I got a bonus on my check cause the bass runnin'
The trap keep a nigga fresher than a peppermint
White house, got me a pocket full of presidents

We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop [Trap goin' ham]
We got pies flying out the spot
Open up the store and watch them come to shop