Remy Boyz - Sittin In The Trap lyrics

[Intro: Montana Bucks] Uhhh, yeah, 1738 Montana and Fetty Cash [Hook: Montana Bucks] I was sittin' in the trap thinking about how I'ma get this n***a Guwap got the drop, he been plotting for a minute Let's go get the yoppa n***a, we gon' run up in it Take two to the head, bang-bang then he finished [Verse 1: Montana Bucks] b**h, they call me Monty, everything authentic Riding, windows tinted, all I know is get it Ferragamo, Bentley, jamas call me Jimi Hendrix Said I'ma go hard like it's 4th and inches I said count it up and spend it, count it up and spend it Come to my society, you see why I'm a menace We got all varieties, just hit me if you with it Ain't nobody high as me ‘cause I ain't got no limit Run up in your property, bang-bang then, you finished Choppa on the side of me in case a n***a slipping All I know is robbery and crack heads in my kitchen All I know is robbery and crack heads in my kitchen [Hook 2x] [Verse 2: Fetty Wap] All I do is stack dough, I stack up like Pringles I just left the bando, I'm calling my n***as Hit me with the big birds, talking ‘bout the eagles Riding in my trap car, 6's on ‘em wheels Trap hard just like Michael Jordan, James like the sequel Every time I'm with your b**h, she wearing something see-through He said he trap but, where you at? ‘cause I do not believe you I roll through where you homies at and I ain't even see you You f** around with them f** n***as, you f** around and get whacked You f** around with us rich n***as, you f** around and get racks You f** around with them f** n***as, you f** around and get whacked You f** around in my kitchen, you f** around and cook crack Fetty Cash [Hook 2x]