[Intro]
Bae wake up, Duwap posted
(Trapaholics, real trap shit)
[Verse 1]
It's a foreign car, I can't park this
Them young niggas on that bullshit
We eatin' good, on that full shit
My main bitch, she a natural bitch
Met a trap hoe, that's my target audience
Police be askin', "How the f*ck you bought this shit?"
Shit, don't got enough money for my life
Stupid ass bitch always want me to buy
Drop shit, wap shit, nigga gettin' money
Broke ass niggas they make me vomit
When I say "dope" nigga I mean chronic
All I wanna do is count up a hunnid
That's yo girl? She's still on the market
Only when I pop him and that's my Atlanta [?]
Nigga man we is the opposite
Told the police they can't stop this
[Chorus]
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
That trap shit, this trap bitch, she flawless
This that trap shit, that Wap shit, that trap shit
Yessir, don't call it
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
The trap- the trap shit, that Wap shit
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
The trap- the trap shit, that Wap shit
[Verse 2]
I got a lot of goals, they don't invite the hoes
Just because of you bro, fu- f*ck nigga I ain't losin' hope
Nigga live yo life, cause you never too old
I'm gon live up mine, I got this shit on my own
Don't be asking me about no bitches, that I ask you that know cause I'm too grown
[?]
This a Beamer car, not no Volvo
I be straight so I'll get you in the Volkswagen
I be in the trap and I'm in [?]
Thirsty nigga ate through a Maxim
Ion stray, but I'm straight thrashin'
Im a Southside legend with some manners
Got some bands on me you can't tell me nothin'
First nigga out my hood that's done
Out the mud, ain't no shortcut
Slime a nigga, you still from yo own brother
Only person that I got is my mother
And my father and they just like no other
If you don't want to deal with the consequences of these bitches, nigga, wear a rubber
Cut that bitch off right before the summer
Went up to the bitch, nigga, then I dumped her
Trap jumpin' so if I lose a custom
I-Ion [?]
Sometimes I say bad nigga and I reflect then a nigga jus found us
Don't cover yo ears, nigga when it rain, and then that bitch come with some nothing (nope)
Everyday I'm off a piece but it look like nigga gotta sit back in sofa (damn)
At least my money long, and my bitch thick, and I'm a handsome motherf*cker
[Chorus]
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
That trap shit, this trap bitch, she flawless
This that trap shit, that Wap shit, that trap shit
Yessir, don't call it
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
The trap- the trap shit, that Wap shit
This that trap shit, that Wap shit
The trap- the trap shit, that Wap shit
Wap
[Outro]
(This is a certified hood classic)