Lyrics Trap Back - Johnny Cinco, Offset, YFN Kay

Trap Back

We goin' back to the trap house
We got them racks in the trap house
We got them straps in the trap house
Whole lotta straps in the trap house
We gon' serve everbody
Molly for everybody
Got grits for everybody
We servin' everybody
We goin' back to the trap house
We got the molly, soda, the cookies, the lean, the xans in the trap house,
Few hunnid K in the stash spot
I’m servin' everybody
Molly for everybody
Chopper for everybody
We got them pints in the mail box
We got that red lobster
Move like a real mobster
She want some red bottoms
I want head from a red model
We goin' back to the trap house
We got them racks in the trap house
We got them straps in the trap house
Whole lotta straps in the trap house
We gon' serve everbody
Molly for everybody
Got grits for everybody
We servin' everybody
You can come get it come here to my kitchen
We got plenty chickens we got plenty pigeons
Run with that set that’s my nigga we glisten
We keep the pocket rocket call that bitch Emmit
I’m talking to cinco i threw him a play he caught it ocho cinco
It’s middle of summer Outside with a mink on
Rari back to back you think its a re-run
Alligator on the top of Giuseppe
Stepping walking over the peasants
Ferragamo im arrested
Rap money trap investments
You think i work at the pharmacy
Run up on me bullets sting like a bumble bee
Johnny cinco migo gang we made history
Narcotic narcotic narcotic narcotic
My plug on a island no Gilligan
We sellin' work to the citizens
You trap on my block you pay dividend
No frontin' you niggas got bad credit
Entertaining these bitches they call me Cedric
Come to my trap we got automatics
Doing mathematics bricks in the attic
We goin' back to the trap house
We got them racks in the trap house
We got them straps in the trap house
Whole lotta straps in the trap house
We gon' serve everbody
Molly for everybody
Got grits for everybody
We servin' everybody
Finnesin' the bricks off the boat
Killing Re-rocking the coke
Droppin' my prices so low niggas keep swingin' my door
I’m not a beginner give bricks to put her in a rental
They not in the trunk jus' keepin' it simple bricks in the fender
Takin' that whip to the block Rocks on my side with a Glock
Biscuits like Vivica Fox keepin' my blocks in the spot
Workin' that cul-de-sac killer holdin' that
Mini 14 with the shoulder strap
Notice that it is just buisness i am not kidding
Drop a deuce bring a deuce and just whip it
Wrist is amazing pockets on crazy
Im on deand you niggas is lazy
Living a movie no Patrick Swaezy
Cock back the hammer now watch me blaze it
Rocked the fuck nigga cuz he tried to play me
Sending me 3 grams but i paid for 80
Shoot up your trap like a target
You done got a killer started
We goin' back to the trap house
We got them racks in the trap house
We got them straps in the trap house
Whole lotta straps in the trap house
We gon' serve everbody
Molly for everybody
Got grits for everybody
We servin' everybody