Trap Spot lyrics

[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
30s in that trap spot, savages too
Macs on the table, so betta be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car
b*tches on my di*k, I’m a young star
Try'na try my team, you ain’t gonna make it far
Them 600 boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of f*cking savages in that trap spot
Booming on that work trying to get a knot

[Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine]
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Posted on Steve Drive, I’m a young star
Trap spot got AKs in it, trap got AKs in it
Jugg, finesse, back to the trap, I do this sh*t, this sh*t not rap
My n*ggas in the trap spot
Smoking dope with a big jock
With a couple of thots trying to give us top
With a couple of thots trying to do the squad
In that trap spot we serving pills
If them Jakes come, then it get real
We gon' get away, that’s not the deal
You hear me, Leave out the back
Hop in a black truck
We outta here, load the money up
You a lame, you act like it’s funny bro
See I'm 600, we do a lot of savage stuff
I’m tired of these fakers
I’m tired of these n*ggas talking to the jakes
But my n*ggas still beat the case
Im eatin' sh*t, I should say my grace
And b*tch I’m cooling where it ain’t safe
pus*y boy, stay in your place
Before I make this mac ensure your erase
[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
30s in that trap spot, savages too
Macs on the table, so betta be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car
b*tches on my di*k, I’m a young star
Try'na try my team, you ain’t gonna make it far
Them 600 boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of f*cking savages in that trap spot
Booming on that work trying to get a knot

[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
Heard he got them bricks, duck tape his family
n*ggas they be acting, what you want, a Grammy?
n*ggas they be b*tches, what they got on, panties?
Up this 30, shoot his grandpa and his nanny
b*tch im a savage and thats how im living
Same b*tch you wifing, kissing, suck my children
Welcome to my trap spot, trapping out them buildings
I been getting money since a f*cking lil one
Got 30s and savages in that trap spot
When you leave out, make sure that door locked
I been seeing police, man this trap hot
We got too many guns put them in another trap spot
[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
30s in that trap spot, savages too
Macs on the table, so betta be cool
Drugs in the fridge, pills in the jar
Catch me lowkey, not even far
Riding through Chiraq in a foreign car
b*tches on my di*k, I’m a young star
Try'na try my team, you ain’t gonna make it far
Them 600 boys ready for war
Them OTF boys ready for war
A lot of f*cking savages in that trap spot
Booming on that work trying to get a knot