Trap Back - 2 Chainz

Listen up, fuck niggas

Let em' know I’m still up in this bitch poppin'

Do so many shows in arenas, my nigga, I need me a locker

Look at my car, how did it get on them sixes?

This flow come from Drizzy

He got it from Migos, they got it from Three 6

Look at my bitches, look at my wristses

Realest nigga in the game, my nigga, ain’t no counterfeited

Bitches is thick as Deelishis, doing the dishes

100 million on my wishlist

Taking penitentiary chances, just to drink lean in them Benzes

I want my trap back, I said I want my trap back

I’m from apartments

Used to walk around with work in my backpack

G’s all on that shit, G’s all in that bitch

12 calling me by my government

Running shit, gunning, she shopping in London and loving it

— I, oh, okay, I think we’ve had enough… here

— Shush up for one second.

You shu-shu-shut.

Shut your mouth

— I needed someone to move the--

— Wait, shut your mouth.

Shu-shut your--shut your mouth

— I'm sorry.

What did you just say?

— You're just coming off stupid

— I'm coming off as stupid?

You’re wearing tuxedos to a job that requires you

to clean bathrooms.

Please leave this office, we’re done with this interview

— Do we get any sort of souvenir?

— GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!

I want my trap back, I said I want my trap back

They sayin' that money talk, nigga

So you already know that I want my cash back

You niggas ain’t talking about shit, Harley Levin

You would’ve thought that there was some

Kilos on my bus but they didn’t find a thing

Hair, man, like Brillo, my flow Armadillo

Catch me first class on Delta with Versace all in my pillow

I been seen a kilo, the dope man my hero

Remember I had that Box Chevy?

I set that bitch on some P zeros

You know that I’m rocking Buscemis, and I’m as raw as sashimi

Her head is so cold, my nigga, I think that she gon' need a beanie

Rolling and smoking zucchini, dropping the top on the whips

Making them look like bikinis

I am now balling so hard, I should be on my own boxes of Wheaties, ugh