Trap Back - Johnny Cinco, Offset, YFN Kay

We goin' back to the trap house

We got them racks in the trap house

We got them straps in the trap house

Whole lotta straps in the trap house

We gon' serve everbody

Molly for everybody

Got grits for everybody

We servin' everybody

We goin' back to the trap house

We got the molly, soda, the cookies, the lean, the xans in the trap house,

Few hunnid K in the stash spot

I’m servin' everybody

Molly for everybody

Chopper for everybody

We got them pints in the mail box

We got that red lobster

Move like a real mobster

She want some red bottoms

I want head from a red model

We goin' back to the trap house

We got them racks in the trap house

We got them straps in the trap house

Whole lotta straps in the trap house

We gon' serve everbody

Molly for everybody

Got grits for everybody

We servin' everybody

You can come get it come here to my kitchen

We got plenty chickens we got plenty pigeons

Run with that set that’s my nigga we glisten

We keep the pocket rocket call that bitch Emmit

I’m talking to cinco i threw him a play he caught it ocho cinco

It’s middle of summer Outside with a mink on

Rari back to back you think its a re-run

Alligator on the top of Giuseppe

Stepping walking over the peasants

Ferragamo im arrested

Rap money trap investments

You think i work at the pharmacy

Run up on me bullets sting like a bumble bee

Johnny cinco migo gang we made history

Narcotic narcotic narcotic narcotic

My plug on a island no Gilligan

We sellin' work to the citizens

You trap on my block you pay dividend

No frontin' you niggas got bad credit

Entertaining these bitches they call me Cedric

Come to my trap we got automatics

Doing mathematics bricks in the attic

We goin' back to the trap house

We got them racks in the trap house

We got them straps in the trap house

Whole lotta straps in the trap house

We gon' serve everbody

Molly for everybody

Got grits for everybody

We servin' everybody

Finnesin' the bricks off the boat

Killing Re-rocking the coke

Droppin' my prices so low niggas keep swingin' my door

I’m not a beginner give bricks to put her in a rental

They not in the trunk jus' keepin' it simple bricks in the fender

Takin' that whip to the block Rocks on my side with a Glock

Biscuits like Vivica Fox keepin' my blocks in the spot

Workin' that cul-de-sac killer holdin' that

Mini 14 with the shoulder strap

Notice that it is just buisness i am not kidding

Drop a deuce bring a deuce and just whip it

Wrist is amazing pockets on crazy

Im on deand you niggas is lazy

Living a movie no Patrick Swaezy

Cock back the hammer now watch me blaze it

Rocked the fuck nigga cuz he tried to play me

Sending me 3 grams but i paid for 80

Shoot up your trap like a target

You done got a killer started

We goin' back to the trap house

We got them racks in the trap house

We got them straps in the trap house

Whole lotta straps in the trap house

We gon' serve everbody

Molly for everybody

Got grits for everybody

We servin' everybody