Waka Flocka Flame - Trap My Ass Off lyrics

Boy Brick Squad This sh** the mob, n***a Cook! Bow bow Louney G on the track You know! Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know) Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know) Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Yeah, you know When the junkie hit the rock, gla** jaw Migo called my phone, said I need a f**in’ mental [?], yeah, yeah I’ll get a n***a poked up for some honey buns, yeah, yeah Trap spot got plenty guns Sold a hundred pounds, that’s a home run Bust his head for a dirty bird Charge him 37 for a whole one Switch his spot, 6 month run My flag bleedin’ like a nose run ‘Bout to crank up a new trap spot [?] lil’ rock ’cause that [?] And if a n***a play with my money Then my young n***as on his a**, duck huntin’ Bringin’ quarters back like Andrew Luck Gotta charge extra if we cook it up Strippin’ b**hes countin’ money naked That Lamb’ truck, b**h, I gotta have it Flex! Flex! Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know) Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Say it twice [?] I got that Spanish c**aine, call it J. Lo We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados We dropped that lean in the Faygo You got that lean with the karo Make that ho leave with a bankroll I’ll put the beam on the k hole I trap my a** off like Stoney and Hundo Get off that work like I’m down in Diego [?], Flocka connected like Lego Hit up my migo, no Quavo [?] if I say so Play with the work, gon’ be fatal Hole in your head like a bagel Residue all on the table Tourin’ and trappin’, trappin’ and tourin’ Trap house bring in what you pay for that foreign Made junkies jump from the free throw like Jordan Watch what you say ’cause you know they recordin’ These roosters I’m servin’ don’t chirp in the mornin’ Get rid of these babies like we do abortions I just bought a morgue, I put bricks in the coffin That’s on my flag, n***a Flocka! Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Right next to the money counter Right next to the police scanner Paid a n***a just to watch the camera Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bustin’ bags down on the counter Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know) Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Trap, trap my a** off Say it twice [?] I got that Spanish c**aine, call it J. Lo We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados We dropped that lean in the Faygo I’ll put the beam on the k hole Flockaveli 2