Lyrics

[Snippet: Fredo Santana] Heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family Niggas they be acting, what you want, a Grammy? Niggas they be bitches, what they got on, panties? Up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny! [Intro: RondoNumbaNine] Trap spot! Trap spot! Trap spot! Trap spot! Trap spot! Trap spot! [Hook: RondoNumbaNine] 30's in that trap spot, savages too Macs on the table, so better be cool Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar Catch me low key, not even far Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star Try to try me team, you ain't gon' make it far Them Six Double Owe boys ready for war Them OTF boys ready for war A lot of fucking savages in the trap spot Moving on that work, trynna' get a knot [Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine] Catch me low key, not even far Posted on Steve Drive, I'm a young star Trap spot got SK's in it, trap got AK's in it Jug, finesse, back to the trap, I do this shit, this shit not rap My niggas in that trap spot, smoking dope with a big jock With a couple thots trynna' give us top With a couple thots trynna' do the squad In the trap spot we servin' pills If them jakes come, then it get real We gon' get away, that's not the deal Ya hear me? Leave out the black, hop in that black truck We outta' here, load the money up You a lame, you act like it's funny, bruh See I'm 600, we do a lotta' savage stuff I'm tired of these fakers, I'm tired of these niggas talking to the jakes But my niggas still beat the case I'm eating shit, I should say my grace And bitch I'm coolin' where it ain't safe Pussy boy stay in yo' place Before I make this Mac destroy your race [Hook: RondoNumbaNine] 30's in that trap spot, savages too Macs on the table, so better be cool Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar Catch me low key, not even far Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star Try to try me team, you ain't gon' make it far Them Six Double Owe boys ready for war Them OTF boys ready for war A lot of fucking savages in the trap spot Moving on that work, trynna' get a knot [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] Heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family Niggas they be acting, what you want, a Grammy? Niggas they be bitches, what they got on, panties? Up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny! Bitch I'm a savage and that's how I'm living Same bitch you wifing, kissing, suck my children Welcome to my trap spot, trapping out them buildings I been getting money since the fucking lil' one Got 30's and savages in the trap spot When you leave out, make sure that door locked I been seeing police, man this trap hot We got too many guns, put them in another trap spot! [Hook: RondoNumbaNine] 30's in that trap spot, savages too Macs on the table, so better be cool Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar Catch me low key, not even far Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car Bitches on my dick, I'm a young star Try to try me team, you ain't gon' make it far Them Six Double Owe boys ready for war Them OTF boys ready for war A lot of fucking savages in the trap spot Moving on that work, trynna' get a knot [Outro: RondoNumbaNine] We moving! Let's get it! Drills, drills, drills, drills