[Intro](Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)(Ayoza, you wrong for this shit)Damn, I got all this motherfuckin' dope in here, manGoddamn, I need to go to the trapIt's early as fuckPhone ringin' and shit, I'm still tired from last night (Damn, I need to get up)[Verse 1]Nine in the mornin', hit the trap, it's time to double upJunkies see my face, they come through smilin', now they runnin' up (Yeah, yeah)Talkin' 'bout, "Moochie, give us a bump, we know you got the stuff" (Yeah)Ain't even walked in the house, good goddamn, y'all been worse than a fuck (Uh-huh, get down)Walk in Wells Fargo, I smell like a 'bow of weedMoney up front, ain't no fronts, ain't no owin' me (Ain't no fronts)I'ma shoot first, ain't no nigga lil bro-ing meBring your bitch here, burn thesе blunts while I quarantine (Bring your bitch herе)Pull up with the next nigga's wife in the new machine (Pull up with your bitch)DOA, murder, pull up and I kill the scene (DOA)Soon as I wake up, young nigga doin' thingsIt's only one place in the world that I really wanna be (At the)[Chorus]Traphouse, traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Trap, we got your bitch at the (Big Moochie)Traphouse, traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Ha), traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Trap, we got big loads at theTraphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Uh-huh)Traphouse (Uh-huh), traphouse (Uh-huh)Traphouse (Uh-huh), traphouse (Uh-huh)Trap, we make big racks out the (Yes sir)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Trap, I made so much money off the trap[Verse 2]Get this shit in and we get this shit outJunkies smoke dope while a nigga shoot crapsJ on the door so the gang won't get flack (Watch the door)Hate bein' broke, so I took me this routeBurnin' on Cookies, not talkin' Girl Scouts (Burnin' the Cookie)I just put my mama up in a new house (Mama)Young nigga makin' big bands off of rap (Yeah)But I still go back to the traphouse (Yeah, yeah)Pull up on the block, let my youngin shoot your back outI'm a star player, pussy nigga, you a mascotIlluminati business, but I'm still on the paper routeYoung nigga higher than a motherfuckin' astronaut (Young nigga high)Good with the chopper like a motherfuckin' juggernaut (Good with the chop)Talkin' 'bout I got funds, it ain't nothin' else to talk about (Uh-huh)Used to sell dope at my mama's house (Mama's house)Then I turned up, started slangin' out the traphouse, yeah (Yes sir)[Chorus]Traphouse, traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Trap, we got your bitch at the (Big Moochie)Traphouse, traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Ha), traphouse (Yeah)Traphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Yeah)Trap, we got big loads at theTraphouse (Yeah), traphouse (Uh-huh)Traphouse (Uh-huh), traphouse (Uh-huh)Traphouse (Uh-huh), traphouse (Uh-huh)Trap, we make big racks out the (Yes sir)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Traphouse (Trap), traphouse (Trap)Trap, I made so much money off the trap (Yeah)
