[Hook: Shabazz] [2x]
Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta
I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms
So many d** I see ghosts like I'm Danny
Trap n***a, make your b**h drop her panties
Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'
[Verse 1: Shabazz]
Walk him down; Double glicks in-case one jam up
Pakk Boy; Band Up gang in the mansion
Bro off two Xanax and he spazzin'
I'm off Percocets, my diamonds is dancin'
Glock 30, and that b**h is a cannon
Shooters creepin' in your chimney [?]
Pulled out a choppa now that boy a tranny
Put your b**h on a boot she drop her panties
Slide in a coupe, and the dash digital
Go to the club just to f** up the picture booth
Bro got the gas and he got chickens too
Keep the windows up, bro aim out the sun roof
If you rapping like me, I just might son you
Your b**h say you broke, I just might go fund you
Trap open 24 like iHop
Christian Louboutin, I might play hopscotch
When I say "Shabazz n***a" your b**h heart stop
That b**h got torch; I call her hot box
I want a Porsche; I don't like Mazda
b**h Italian; Slurp it up like it's pasta
I'm with Rude Boy, you know he a Rasta
I'm with the gang, all my n***as is monsters'
Gankin' for guwap, you know that we mobbin'
These n***as snakes so the Glock in my boxers
[Hook: Shabazz] [2x]
Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta
I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms
So many d** I see ghosts like I'm Danny
Trap n***a, make your b**h drop her panties
Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'
[Verse 2: Shabazz]
Got a b**h at Bowie State like I'm Fetty Wap
Plug gave me 10 for 17; I f** with Wap
Brother locked up, he ten toes down I f** with [?]
n***as still sipping foo a** Wockhardt
When the glizzy rock, it sound like pop rocks
At my cougar house; She still wear drop socks
In a Jaguar, that b**h got a hot spot
She got a condo turn it to my trap spot
Keep it on me, lil b**h you know I trap alot
Free Q Da Fool; Mr. Fukk It Up, get it back
Free Lil Mar, he had 9's in his backpack
I remember selling dimes in a Nap-sack
Ooo, switch the flow up they can't stand it
Black and white Panamera, like a Panda
Bro in the trap with Whitney and Amanda
Pour up a 4 in a Pineapple Fanta
Double G holster; My Glock ain't got standards
f** up a check when I got to Atlanta
Bro off the Xanny', you know he can't stand up
Go to Vegas, cause' I'm running my bands up
Send more than a thousand grams out in Frostburg
Pull up on a n***a block with the Mossberg
I'm in the club with my Glock
And that b**h came with 22 shots
[Hook: Shabazz] [2x]
Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta
I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms
So many d** I see ghosts like I'm Danny
Trap n***a, make your b**h drop her panties
Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'
So many hits, my trap line started jammin'