Fuck You Feel Like

Look, trappers
Every day man's after the P's like nothin' else matters
Had a toolbox with a hundred nails and two fat hammers
Roll and smoke with gang then I chill it with gang or go link up with hatters (bitch, badders!)

I'm a trapper, damn right
Fifty shot that's a mazza, crash that live, watch everyone scatter
Bro came fresh out the can that's hostiles, probation and mappa
Still on the block where it's hot with the mop and the clip come long like a ladder
Really tryna turn man ghost, had the M10 ringing on volts
I was out there doing ten toes, tryna scope hoes, I ain't hittin' no posts
S put her face on a shirt
Like hit a opp boy where it hurts
Got the four-four long and Lurk
Some pussies gettin' seen by nurse

And let's not talk about grub
I got boxes of amm, if you want that crack, watch K Trap whip it all up
Watch man let's slap that MAC off, jackets and torch, watch me whip it all up
That's twenty-five shots but fifteen hits, same weight that's everything mad
Pray the pigs don't walk in the bando boy, if they do that's everything plug

This one's for the riders
Drillers and knifers
My circle's the tightest
Corn for the outsiders
Setbacks are minor
When you whip snow in a Pyrex
That's pots, stoves and lighters
Opps on trips with drivers

You don't really see me qway (I'm local)
In and out of council houses
Baitin' out mans estate
Seven two from a bust and two with the Q's, that feelin' is great
Plus I whip up the four forty yam I send a young boy on his way
A nigga get paid every day

Water whip in the kitch'
This three-five's got a kick
We do more than slide if you slip
I stuff more than nine in this clip
Dump four live on your strip
And there's an extra fiver I miss
Tryna turn this nine to a brick
Then after slide in your bitch

Pullin' up two cars deep
Five door hatchback and a Jeep
Two four-fours fill up with teeth
Close down anywhere in the street
This trap shit bringin' in P's
And we got our gun game on fleek
That's corn for the Feds and the opp and any nigga tryna plot on LD

Gang gang, gang shit
Sixty (they don't want us to make music like this) drillers, drillers
They don't want us to be drillers
Free Skeng, free Trap, free Wiggy
Niggas know!
The fuck you feel like eh? Eh?