BOOTA BLESS THIS BEAT Yo, trap ***, nah, nah, no, no no, no Up early in the morning trappin' Chop-chop, you can get em' on ya askin' I'm in the chickens, you can get em' Whichever way nigga trap turn zack, zack I beat the pot with a passion, beat it up A hundred acres on a mansion, mansion I dab in the latest fashion, eat it up Bitches need a cold castin', yeah Ay, ay, put the back ends in the back, back Drinker on me, it's a tax, tax Name a nigga with the pack, pack Name a nigga with the sack, sack 11 o'clock, I got the Mack, Mack She eat the molly like a snack, eat it up Gold on my nigga plaque, plaque Bet no chains, rib shack, eat it up Rock the plug if he tax, tax Sit the lean and relax, lay it up Park the lamb in the back, skrrt, skrrt Big dog, you a cat, cat Rich in the matte black, skrrt, skrrt Twenty hoes to be exact, yeah I get ten, that's a dime, want a nickel, that's a five, yeah Wanna fly, wanna slide, wanna glide, ain't got time, yeah Put a thirty on my nine, four, nigga, out of line, yeah Mama cryin', niggas dyin', wanna ride and grip the fire, yeah Up early in the morning trappin' Chop-chop, you can get em' on ya askin' I'm in the chickens, you can get em' whichever way niggas trap turn Zack's I beat the pot with a passion, a hundred acres on a mansion I dab in the latest fashion, them bitches need a call castin' Brrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, pot Niggas try to send a thot, that's the only way to plot Clayton called a shot, eight ball called a pocket White boys in the gang, call him Andy Milonakis He won't hesitate to shoot him, private jet to Bermuda I knew I been had sauce, cause I was ***in' on my tutu Truck backin' up the dually, a hundred pounds out the cooler Came from a cup of noodles, I *** the game, call my sutra I got M's on my mind, I got boaters in my time Put a model bitch on Coca, throw the reel between the lines J's out the snitchin', yeah, heard it through the vines Out the kitchen, think I ran out of time, yeah Early in the mornin' trappin', chop chop, you can get em' How you askin', ask, how many chickens you can get em' Whichever way nigga chop turn Zax, Zax I beat the pot with a passion, a hundred acres on a mansion I dab in the latest fashion, them bitches need a call castin' Packs, I pay the ticket, get you whacked I chop the brick with the axe The cookie smellin' like a cash I'm sellin' crack in my Ralphs Put the Addy in the Nav, he steady poppin' Noah's calf I hit the jungle, then I dive Thirty thousand on the couch All my bitches from the out Instagram in the snout I bet a hundred on the crops I'm good on shawty, do it out She ***in' niggas for the check I'ma only get the mouth I bought a Lambo Corsa on a bitch I pulled up for at the fix Walk and go, y'all got a bag for my bitch Won't get a kiss, cause I know you so thick Spend you a hundred for a leaf on your wrist Twenty-five pointers, one fist, points Twenty-five bitches on list, twenty-five Kill ten, rubber band grip Up early in the morning trappin' Chop chop, you can get em' when you askin' How many chickens, you can get em' Whichever way nigga chop, turn Zaxx I beat the pot with a passion A hundred acres on a mansion I dab in the latest fashion, them bitches need a call castin' I dab in the latest fashion, them bitches need a call castin'