[Intro: Ca$h Out]
I’m talking trap sh**
From now on, if you ain’t been in that booth
I don’t wanna do a song with you
Trap sh**, aye
[Hook: Ca$h Out]
I roll up my weed, I’m smokin’ that pound
I’m up in the boat, I think it’s a drought
The car should pull out, the rest should pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
I love the trap house (x4)
The car should pull out, the rest should pull out
What else can I say? I love the trap house
[Verse 1: Ca$h Out]
I’m up in the boat, I’m whippin’ a fo’
I’m whippin’ a nine, the Rollie my time, no wastin’ my time
I’m doing my time if I do the crime, these n***as gon’ tell
I said these n***as gon’ tell, they ain’t got no bail, these n***as is hell
I love it, I love it like August Alsina, I’m whippin’ a Beamer
These n***as, they plottin’, these n***as, they schemin’, [?]
Made everybody say “Woo!”
I’m up in the boat with Gambino, they say “Woo!”
Her p**y got a little tang so I say “Wu!”
Heh, heh, heh, don’t crack me up
Money, you know I stacked it up
Six months then I packed it up, trap rules
Carry so much weight, sh**, I gotta make the news
I love the trap house
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Quavo]
What can I say? I love the bando, you don’t need to be talking
What can I say? The bando got a n***a Giuseppe-walking
Papi know that I’mma shoot
If you try to take a deuce, lean or boot
She a bad b**h but I make her cook, now she mad at me
She jingalin’ them pockets out a papi
It ain’t a trap house, you ain’t got a shooter at the door
Hell nah, it ain’t no trap house, you ain’t got a fork and a bowl
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
I can’t get enough of the egg beater
Got my hand in the bowl whippin’ jungle fever
Walk in my trap house, I’m selling that Justin Bieber
Trap n***a, using my strap for a heater
My diamonds on cold, they callin’ me Freezer
You p**y n***a, they call you Vegeta
A hundred thousand for a feature
Fifty thousand for a picture
Back then was I was a lil’ n***a
Gettin’ in trouble, had to see the preacher
Mama told me read the scripture
“Put God first and you’ll be a rich n***a”
Whippin’ and whippin’ and whippin’ and whippin’ that pot
(Whippin’ it, whippin’ it, whippin’ it) Till my arms fall off
Lot of ratchets, pacer active, money machine how I’m coppin’ it
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Offset]
I love the trap house, got a brick on my couch
Got a K on my couch, got yo’ b**h in my house
I built the empire, started with a ounce
Stretching the nine cause every ground counts
Trap out the bando, just like I’m Rambo
It’s just surveillance when I change the channel
Trappin’ and cappin’ bought me a new Phantom
I paid my dues, I dropped outta school
They say I’m a fool, I’m whippin’ the deuce
I never fold cause I don’t have a clue
Touch down on a p**y like dog food
Distributing work with intentions
I’m the teacher, yo’ b**h in detention
Fifty bricks all outta quantity
Controllin’ the flour, good quality
(Woop woop) There go 12!
Go in the house, we can’t go to jail!
No T.I., I’m on a paper trail
Enchilada for sale like Taco Bell
Indian, trap with the cartel
Cook in the kitchen, Offset a chef
My fork swim in water like Michael Phelps
I made a million in the trap with no help!
[Hook]