DJ ESCO Trap N*ggas song lyrics

Times ain't hard but a nigga still gettin' it

Young rich niggas, in this motherfucker

When you wake up before you brush your teeth

You grab your strap, nigga

Only time you get down on your knees

Shooting craps, nigga

Fuck what you heard, God blessin' all the trap niggas

God blessin' all the trap niggas

Weighed 1008 grams on the spot

I got a lower case T across my chest

Your crack house doin' numbers then you blessed

You move your momma to a crib from the 'jects

It's so much alcohol and kush on my breath

We prayin' five times a day to catch a plug

A few beef pies stashed in the trunk

Shoot dice all day and sell dust

You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust

Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck

Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut

Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck

What?

I thought Ia-la was gone wake up with that Glock, okay though

Stash the dope inside a Winnebago in Decatur

He got your work, he posted up in the hood Bodago

Lil' woadie loading up that yopper before he brush his teeth

Gotta roll a backwood up while he count the cheese

We on the turf, getting active on the backstreet

I'm drinkin' Actavis, the only thing that relax me

I'm on drugs, every single day I pop a seal

We talk that lingo 'round here, we try to work a deal

You pull up round here, they serve you here to Dixie Hill

You hit on [?] trap house

Gotta cock it back, gotta hit it shit without

You loaded up, they talkin' shit, you gone bust

Told yourself a million times, you don't give a fuck

Sold over a million dimes, hangin' in the cut

Sold over a million dimes, I don't give a fuck

What?