[Lyric] TRAPPIN (Rich Din)

[Intro]
(Beats by Yamaica Productions, baby)
80z, 80z

[Chorus]
Can' tell me 'bout trappin', I did it a lot
Big bag when I walk in the spot
Bitches attached when they see who guap
Bro tucked 'case a nigga talk hot
Bentley truck when we pull out the lot
It was me and Porter, we was huggin' the block
Unemployment got us workin' a lot
Hide your guns, spin the block for the opps
Corona masks, give a fuck 'bout the cop

[Verse]
Pandemic, bro, the epidemic
Got the addy, send it, then you know we in it
Got hands in it if the money in it
Put my soul in it so the devil ain't
I just caught a Zoe, gotta keep a pole
'Cause you never know how the shit would fold
And my [?] go so the member blow
Said you gotta go then you gotta go
We gon' knock 'em down like some dominos
Got a foreign bitch and we on the roads (Baow, baow)
You mad, you could have this bitch
[?] bitch
[?] smashin' and givin' back
We ran through the bag [?]
We went from rags to riches, yeah, we never lookin' back
You really just sad, you niggas act like bitches
You mad 'cause you doin' bad
You cross me in the Floss, ain't no comin' back
[?] that
[?] head of your bitch, nutted in my lap
While I run through the Zoe like a running back
Fuck bitches, get money, they lovin' that
All the bad boys around me see fun of that
[Chorus]
Can' tell me 'bout trappin', I did it a lot
Big bag when I walk in the spot
Bitches attached when they see who guap
Bro tucked 'case a nigga talk hot
Bentley truck when we pull out the lot
It was me and Porter, we was huggin' the block
Unemployment got us workin' a lot
Hide your guns, spin the block for the opps
Corona masks, give a fuck 'bout the cop