trap museum

jugg

haha

black migo marc in this bitch

you dig?

day one nigga

you know i grew up 'round hustlers

nigga

haha

real dope boy

they count me out

i'm right back in they face

you was rappin'

i was dodgin' case

makin' juggs

tryna fill the safe

applying pressure like my dj

trap runnin' circles like a relay

i tote my own packs on that e-way

half these rappers you hear today

i gave these niggas lane

but i can't rap about it all

it's too much to explain

i'm in the trap museum

i made the trap hall of fame

bmfbg and ysl

you know it's all the same

scooter rap

but street'll take your chain

can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game

yeah

yeah

yeah

i'm tryna count this money

shit

that's on the daily

we in that big boy wraith

tell 'em we goin' to space

after we hit your ho

now i'ma go and erase

gucci with my timbs

yeah

i stay drip updated

niggas ain't see me

need visine

we sendin' shots 'bout these diamonds

better not stop at no red light

dawg

know that these bullets

they flying

nigga know bleveland a jungle

snakes i be with

they so giant

i stayed down and stayed humble

now these pants swole like horizons

just like a pool

i'ma dive in

these niggas food so we dinin'

walk in and changin' the climate

she tell me she love me

she lyin'

yeah

what that tell you 'bout yourself?

double cc on these belts

we gon' eat good

don't need no chef

nigga that play with these slimes might as well just kill hisself

uh

uh

uh

might as well bury hisself

yeah

i'm with scooter

the glock that we tote hold a ruler

we snatchin' your chain

fuck your jeweler

they count me out

i'm right back in they face

you was rappin'

i was dodgin' case

makin' juggs

tryna fill the safe

applying pressure like my dj

trap runnin' circles like a relay

i tote my own packs on that e-way

half these rappers you hear today

i gave these niggas lane

but i can't rap about it all

it's too much to explain

i'm in the trap museum

i made the trap hall of fame

bmfbg and ysl

you know it's all the same

scooter rap

but street'll take your chain

can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game

i sold more pounds than these niggas sold albums

never dropped an album

in the trap

i went platinum

i'm geekin'

trippin' right now

man

i went diamond

gave you niggas the recipe

trap hero perfect timin'

i'm so bossed up in zone 6

i made myself a target

black migo known off in these streets for prices low like target

get a nigga knocked down

i pull up like white chicks

a cocaine distributor

house full of white chicks

i'm with keed

in every spot i got at least a hundred pounds of weed

all my cars push-start

came a long way from keys

see more keys than alicia

goin' up to thirty-three

goin' up on the prices

niggas tellin' too much

keed

talk to these niggas

tell 'em shut the fuck up

how you snitch on your right hand? niggas quick to switch up

nigga thinkin' 'bout that bitch

but she already been fucked

street

they count me out

i'm right back in they face

you was rappin'

i was dodgin' case

makin' juggs

tryna fill the safe

applying pressure like my dj

trap runnin' circles like a relay

i tote my own packs on that e-way

half these rappers you hear today

i gave these niggas lane

but i can't rap about it all

it's too much to explain

i'm in the trap museum

i made the trap hall of fame

bmfbg and ysl

you know it's all the same

scooter rap

but street'll take your chain

can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game