money in the trap
philthy rich
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
i pulled up stuntin' in them bm-dubs
all these pretty bitches showin' love
i don't really go out to the club
i got the party in the crib
tell these hoes they understand
understand that it's game time
and i ain't trippin' off what ain't mine
i come through on east wine when a nigga want beef
for the promise that i'm gon' eat
young nigga hustle hard all week
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
i say now money in the trap
i fucked the bitch once but i won't run it back
she be blowin' up my phone
see that's another thousand
seminary nigga right in front of housing
got the wraith parked outside
that's three hundred thousand
look i pulled up in a foreign with the doors up
that broke bitch up on my dick
i remember back then she had her nose up
but all this money in the trap got me froze up
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
i got money in the trap but i do the rap
if my bro throw me the live i'ma make it happen
got some bitches on the job
pulled up in that new five
yeah i told her she can't fuck with a boss if she don't act right
yeah i gotta get my cash right
diamonds dancin' all up in the dark like a black light
see the money with a flashlight
we the realest niggas that stepped in the building
tap my bro up on the arm like your bitch look familiar
i'm 'bout to make a million
i'm like fuck your feelings
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
shit i got money in my belt
it ain't no rake and shit
i'm not the type to make them pretty bitches wait for me
i bought a pound and josh just rolled it in a haitian leaf
and told them motherfuckin' suckers come and pray for me
see all my life i had to fight
my mama cried like every day
i made a play and caught the cake and counted thirty straight
that shit remind me of a tour i had for thirty k
so now it's money comin' in
them pints comin' from the north
a hood full of young niggas
you can tell 'em it's a wrap
you can tell 'em it's a wrap