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[Intro] (Big Stoney) (Stevi killed the beat) (It's The Rula) [Chorus] It's Trap Illustrated, baby, don't need no labels behind this shit Everybody in my clique least got a hundred bands way before we even touched down in this bitch I'ma keep it real, only reason your ho not cheatin' 'cause I ain't got time for the bitch I'ma keep it real, you niggas is really not creepin', online, just lyin' 'bout shit [Verse] Baby, I don't need a loan, shirt say VLONE Still in the kitchen with the crack, no t-bone Still in the middle of the trap with three phones Right now cost six grand for three zones Fuck a new chain, 'bout to buy me a house Bust on her hair, pull it out of her mouth Shе brought two straps, mine at the house G.I.P. Nash, niggas quiеter than a mouse Bought two MACs, let me hold one of the twins Took a ho out, now I'm puttin' it in Found out she broke, I ain't touch her again Sayin' it's smoke, let it blow in the wind I made bands with all my plugs Then I went and made some bands with Wiz Left the dope game, water under a bridge I used to sell cocaine since a kid Baby, I'm a real dope boy Big racks fill my void We got these bitch niggas 'noid I got them sticks, nigga, boys G's don't make no noise I got your main ho moist Bitch, I'm the wave, no Boyce Jumped in the gang, no choice I'm at The Flame, Rolls Royce Wearin' my chains a choice I ain't have shit to rejoice You can hear the pain in my voice I got this shit out the jar Linx thought this shit was from Mars I pull the strings on guitars They'd rather see me in bars Blue heads on me, no march Sat at the table with starch Baggin' up red and blue stars Drum went and bought a new car Don't try air somethin' out Chopper gon' clear somethin' out Too late to hear niggas out Too late to spare niggas now (Trap) [Chorus] It's Trap Illustrated, baby, don't need no labels behind this shit Everybody in my clique least got a hundred bands way before we even touched down in this bitch I'ma keep it real, only reason your ho not cheatin' 'cause I ain't got time for the bitch I'ma keep it real, you niggas is really not creepin', online, just lyin' 'bout shit