[00:01.25]TraphouseRyan[00:03.25]Who they want?[00:05.57]Who they want?[00:06.87]Who they want?[00:09.58]TraphouseRyan, time ****ing my bitches[00:12.21]Hold up, ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[00:18.64]Ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[00:24.64]Hold up, you can't bool with us, no-oh[00:30.94]Uh, uh, you can't bool with us, no-oh[00:37.01]Oil in the Fanta, double digits in the blammer[00:39.21]Blickys over jammers, when I do that shit on camera[00:42.37]Cookie package when I'm landin', in Atlanta smokin' good[00:45.18]On the hood I came from nothing, niggas blew up off a jugg[00:48.37]All my uncle 'nem the plug, used to bag up fifty dubs[00:51.39]I'm addicted to these drugs, body itchin' off the mud[00:54.43]I'm out here tweakin' with my thugs, niggas kill you over crumbs[00:57.57]Grab the cherry handkerchief, my jit fillin' up a drum[01:00.63]**** you talkin' 'bout it, Mozzy get it poppin' in these slums[01:03.57]Popular with these pistols, shotters pop you up for nothin'[01:06.73]Nookie hundreds I'm just thumbin', multiplyin' blue bundles[01:09.98]Bitch promise not to fumble, get money, remain humble[01:13.03]Hold up, ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[01:19.56]Ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[01:25.94]Hold up, you can't bool with us, no-oh[01:32.12]Uh, uh, you can't bool with us, no-oh[01:37.72]I be ****in' niggas our way, I be grindin', that's a must[01:40.41]I be rollin' blunts and boppin' pists 'cause I do what I want[01:43.17]And I know your bitches been on my line but I will not get front[01:46.17]And she know that I been gettin' all of my shit from the jump[01:49.34]Ayy-oh-ayy-oh, take you out the hood like veggie[01:51.38]Make sure you roll my Backwoods fat baby[01:52.76]Always sippin' on the lean, act good now ready[01:54.23]Smokin' on the shit, that ayy-oh-ayy-oh[01:56.00]Hopin' that a nigga don't get out of pocket[01:57.30]Before a young nigga have to go and call up Rocket[01:58.69]He tell me mash on it, get to pimpin' and poppin'[02:00.35]And ****in' up the penthouse, we was runnin' the lobby instead[02:02.07]Oh you niggas runnin' out of your bread[02:03.32]Guillotine with these rapper's ass, off with they head[02:04.81]Everybody wanna win for it but everybody act scared[02:06.44]Don't be hittin' up my line, do you ****ing with the feds?[02:08.01]I be sippin' on drink 'til I flatline[02:09.46]Fishscale, the Benz back tied[02:11.03]These old rappers sound mad tired[02:12.49]Her pussy wet, it get baptized, whoa[02:14.42]Hold up, snotty, you can't bool with us, no-oh[02:21.02]Ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[02:27.10]Hold up, you can't bool with us, no-oh[02:33.29]Uh, uh, you can't bool with us, no-oh[02:38.86]You can't bool with us, you ain't bool enough[02:41.02]You ain't movin' nothin', you ain't shootin' nothin'[02:43.26]You ain't toolied up[02:44.32]****ing I'm too lit up, my niggas bougie as ****, bitch[02:47.72]She only doin' Uber Vista, XL Uber truck[02:50.56]JP fitted, be havin' Bar Town to Lenox[02:53.83]My video shoots be like Pyru conventions[02:56.90]Can't bool, ain't no convincin',[02:58.42]You don't know 'bout Missy's Kitchen[02:59.68]Niggas' fingers wasn't twisted,[03:01.34]Niggas' pistols wasn't whistlin'[03:02.93]Never dough, you wasn't whippin'[03:04.43]You was scared, you kept ****ingin'[03:05.99]But now you want to bool to look bool, nigga you trippin'[03:09.14]They see the diamonds glistin', they know we ****ing winning[03:12.10]They know we got the juice, whatever we say niggas gon' listen[03:15.27]T's, P's, and B's, oh my[03:17.04]Come clean, we slidin' on God[03:18.38]Twenty on his head, nigga why not[03:19.92]I'm the nigga with the bag on 400 block[03:21.47]T's, P's, and B's, oh my[03:22.99]Come clean, we slidin' on God[03:24.45]Twenty on his head, nigga why not[03:26.05]I'm the nigga with the bag on 400 block[03:27.71]Hold up, snotty, you can't bool with us, no-oh[03:34.42]Ayy, you can't bool with us, no-oh[03:40.63]Hold up, you can't bool with us, no-oh[03:46.75]Uh, uh, you can't bool with us, no-oh