Trap Trap Trap (feat. Young Thug & Wale)

[Rick Ross]

Beep, beep

I'm sittin' at the red light

My ankle monitor beepin'

Hadn't been charged (fuck that)

I think I see the people (let's bounce, man)

Mmm, bounce

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash

Brown bag legend when it's all cash

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

First one on the block, woah, I need mine off the top, uh

Overtown, he got shot, but he died in Opa-locka

Couldn't save one lung, hit 'em up, Lum Lum

See the look on my face (woo!) like Carol City won state

Niggas hate on my sound, 'til I went the first round

Then I earnt the Lombardi, ain't no fuckboys allowed

Only fuck if she exclusive, her favorite rapper Lil Boosie

To tell the truth I didn't ask, when it come to bitches I'm Gucci

I'm the wrong one to rob, in the jungle I'm Nas

In the label I'm Russ, in the trap I'm Rick Ross

Double M, Goldman Sachs, just like Omar and Khloe

You came down for the packs, I sent you right back loaded

[Rick Ross & Young Thug]

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

Roof off at the red light

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, sheesh

Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash

Brown bag legend when it's all cash

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

[Young Thug]

I was tryna bet the whole map

Out in Vegas, out the trap

Niggas talkin' 'bout raidin' the trap

Man, I'm 'bout to go ape in the trap (nigga goin' ape shit)

Nigga, watch your babies in the trap

Nigga cookin' oil base in the trap

Young nigga slave in the trap

Nigga run base, base in the trap

I'm 'bout to get this shit movin', yeah

Answer the door with the Woolie, yeah

Wrist in the water, I need me a boat

I'm 'bout to get this shit cruisin', yeah

Stand at the stove 'til you're woozy, woozy

Let's make a movie, movie, yeah

Move, move, move

Bitch, I'm richer than Tom Cruise, yeah

So many different meds on me

Fuck around, call the Fed on me

Chk-chk, boom boom boom your head, homie, reds

Draco got a lot of lead on it, you dead

[Rick Ross]

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash

Brown bag legend when it's all cash

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

[Wale]

Yeah, Wale though, uh, uh

I ain't nothin' like the trap niggas, Goyard backpack nigga

Uber crates 'til the Feds pull up, woo woo, cataracts, nigga

I'm the type, holla at the wife

Her body yours, but her soul is mine

Adios, do a hundred 20

All she want is good dick and advice

Wraith, scrappin' my tires, Jameson 'til I'm fried

Famous here but I'm humble, Double M the Empire

Renzel got me all day, I'm Kyrie, he LeBron James

Tired niggas say Folarin ain't top

I've been SportsCenter every day

I ain't nothin' like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimes

I kinda never do back down, leave a nigga high via rap lines

Get a beat, leave it baptized, mob ties, but it's black lives

Black lives, nigga, trap lives, gimme five on the black side

[Rick Ross & Young Thug]

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

I took my roof off at the red light

Roof off at the red light

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, sheesh

Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash

Brown bag legend when it's all cash

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap

Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap