welcome 2 the trap
Singer:woods, chevy
but that's a kilo of coke
the shit on the street is garbage
this crud that's washed with acetone and kerosene
and you gonna be the only one in the street holding this
for every key that you move
i still got my job at the cleaners
because that's how everybody knows you
this is the wave of the future
i'm gonna give you. an eighth of a key
do like you did with the rock
count that mother fucking money
you came to the right one
when they talk about that money
bitches want me now because they see me on tv
i got the whole cake but you can't get a piece
in my hustle coat i wear that shit up on my sleeve
ask my nigga bo how i be in the kitchen
with the chickens ain't talking bout no freaking lickin'
i pulled up in that car you ain't ever seen
if you don't know the numbers you ain't never
i'm on the phone with the plug
six-hundred benz with the limo tint
a penny for your thoughts and they don't give a cent
and i don't even gotta be there when them shells spent
my nigga pimp about bout it
got a hundred in the safe
versace frames in the coogi