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Deskhop make it drop, yeah
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

Chorus
I fuck up the money counter
Fuck on that ho, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners
We pull up with chops, then chop the block, I bet they light candles
95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta
Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta
Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta
Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta
We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie

Verse 1
I'm with real right homies who ain't gon' change on me
I got real shooters, won't say no names, homie
I know a real bully, you can't tame homie
In a NASCAR, fast car, that's a Trackhawk
Vibed out with nothin' but broads Hoo
Goddamn, broke the money counter Hoo
Goin' in, we don't care 'bout cameras Hoo
He get that dope back, call him Arm & Hammer Hoo
Shit, that's all I'm sayin'
I'm signin' all the deals, nigga, I don't even want the plan
Have you ever seen that molly color khaki pants
Keep on playin', I bet your brother be dyin' in your hands
I'm with DYN abusin' all the Xans

Chorus
I fuck up the money counter
Fuck on that ho, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners
We pull up with chops, then chop the block, I bet they light candles
95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta
Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta
Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta
Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta
We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie

Verse 2
Traphouse
Fuck this shit, I'm ridin' in a Trackhawk
My mama askin' for it, so I tear it off
Get what she want, it don't matter Woo
On the stove, remixin' a brick, tricks of Benihana
I ain't even gotta trick the bitch no more, got too many hundreds
If he ever play with the racks, yeah, he gotta be a dummy
Yeah, I know my folks gon' tax 'em, so I load up my lumber
Yeah, I'm in Traplanta
Yeah, we pour some many fours in the fuckin' Fanta
Boy, I know you fuckin' told, though, I cannot stand ya
So you better watch 'fore you trust a nigga in Traplanta
Fuck your ho, we don't lust, nigga, in Traplanta

Chorus
I fuck up the money counter Slimeball
Fuck on that ho, then give her right back, I ain't got no manners
We pull up with chops, then chop the block, I bet they light candles
95 with Gucci socks, I'm drippin' in Traplanta
Post on the block with a big Glock, yeah, we in Traplanta
Watch what you do and watch what you say when you in Traplanta
Boy, we gettin' paid, I'm servin' them J's, boy, in Traplanta
We gettin' paid, homie, we ain't gettin' laid, homie