Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Jose Guapo - Trap Dab Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Offset] The work, it do magic like Criss Angel I'm selling more chickens than Bojangles We shoot the chopper from your head to your ankle So many chains on my neck, they get tangled I'm in Atlanta, sipping Texas Ranger Too Atlanta 'cause my goons, you can't tame them My n***as banging GD, twist your fingers Mystikal 45, that b**h come with danger So many b**hes, they calling me gigolo Got a fox on my back, not talking Vivica All of these n***as they mimicking Most of the money got energy Whipping up chemicals Swag is not usual Devil on my back, f** Lucifer Jumping and capping out these cubicles Never made honor roll I'm at the top and you fall off like dominoes [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I lost my feelings for women When I learned how it feel to thumb through the Benjamins Due to the fact that my Rolex a fifty Arm & Hammer like I'm John Henry Professor Klump pockets, I'm a chemist Racks on me like I'm playing tennis Hundred thousand on my new Bentley Another hundred thousand on my friend b**h Gold like I'm Shabba on African, diamonds Canary yellow like the sunset, shining I'm selling 16's, ain't talking 'bout rhyming I'm looking for droughts to change the climate No comprendo, they come away about peso Got the clay and serve the folks, call it Clay-Doh I think I heard my front door Go get the skurr, 100 bricks for Diego [Verse 3: Jose Guapo] Speaking of the yayo, Young Guapo, Young Guapo he all about peso Switcharoo on your main b**h, me and my n***a, hell nah, I won't date hoes You speaking about Christian Louboutin, well, we get them in by the caseload I'm a boss like Rozay, Young Guapo got n***as on the payroll We used to it, not new to it, just stacking out the paper Went from standing on the block to smoking OG in skyscraper (top floor condo) My n***as got beams, no lasers Cavalli my jeans, ten chains on with a Versace blazer [Verse 4: Peewee Longway] Longway reloaded, blood on my blue Benjamin like a Crip runner, trap will blow his out Balenci' Givenchy, trap and dab Five naked b**hes give me bubble bath, Longway Nino Brown Put the foot in the cage just to break a pound Fiendin for it, they want brown sugar Sneakin' N Geekin' on Sugar Hill b**hes s** my dick, trying to get it shooting Longway put the b**h out with the roof Pablo my plug and Mr. Pablo Call the little b**h Susie Choosy At the Chevron, rolling up a doobie Taking pictures, this ain't no camera, you a movie Longway Bond, you too groovy Longway Bond, boy, you groovy? And my backwood stuffed crushed fruity And I don't wanna f** the b**h if she ain't Cuban The b**h gon' juug me a cuban And my Rolex Luger Strawberry, vanilla, chocolate three scoops My diamonds confused her She think she on roofies Diamonds from Africa, shout out from Frank Lucas Fresh out the banana boat with my hooligans We come for the dope and we come from Sinise I make the white boy jump and my wrist a kilo Now they bow down to me like I'm in the ministry Chopping bricks at the penitentiary Damn, a young n***a tripping Over a hundred of them f**ing with the b**hes Hold it down, these n***as snitching I'm the reason why y'all n***as cripping Young n***a, do it for the hood Chopper with a wood grain Young n***a Bangkok, call me Hanco*k The chopper still got the shaking dreadlocks Your b**h in the film for the bedrock p**y a** n***a caught a case, said he's deadlocked Turned around, shot him with the same Glock (boom boom) [Verse 5: Quavo] So you say you shot him with the same Glock Young n***a feeling like 2Pac Still with hitting n***as with the re-rock Worked around a Bentley and I'm riding in a tee-top They going in frantic, but don't panic They calling me Quavo, the stick them up bandit He wanted the chopper, I let them have it We hop on the PJ, touchdown on Atlantic Tried to hit the sprinter, now it's bulletproof Try to f** the Migo, better n***a shoot Deuce deuce, pocket rocket in the VIP booth Now you wanna ask me what you do Water diamond like a swimming pool Had to spend two thousand for Margiela shoes Young Quavo whipping up the chemical Hell nah, n***a never finished school SRT Audi, I'm dabbing in it Got your b**h, wanna leave her junkies in it Mama, she told me "go get the b**h" I put my wrist in the water, it started swimming On the north side, we were really getting it And I'm sipping, I'm spinning it, Longway in it We was roadrunning, f**ing up the city Migos, Pablo, Guapo, PeeWee independent