[Chorus]
I made the trap jump, nigga
Head sparkin’ like a pump, nigga
You dead if I ever dump, nigga
You dead if you ever dare go against the trap
Leave you in the slump, nigga
Got a bag of moolah in the front, nigga
Y’all got the toola in the back, nigga
Yeah, you got the toola if the ruler speaking for a fact, nigga
Lost a lot of my composure, then I prayed to Buddha, and I got it back, nigga
The bitches love a pretty loner, heard they finna love me for the shit I lack, nigga
I’m a badass kid, bein’ sober is not my style, but I don’t do crack, nigga
I’m a badass kid, Mama said, “Nigga, don’t do drugs,” and I did just that, nigga
[Verse 1]
Ayy, flick, ooh, ooh, ooh
All Southside, rise, nigga
All you gettin’ for thе prize is a little smile and a high fivе, nigga
We the hottest, I’m tryna celebrate, I hit a dance, hit the cha-cha, nigga
Dance with your little mans, with your little friend ‘fore you fall apart, nigga
Dance, he gon’ make her dance, always for the ‘Gram, never for the heart, nigga
You ain’t never made a plan when we on the field, that’s why you the sub, nigga
Yeah, I had to be the man, imagine how it feel, made it out the mud, nigga
Yeah, made it out the rough, nigga, you talkin’ hella like you tough, nigga
[Verse 2]
Yeah, right pocket buff, nigga, I’m talkin’ hella ’cause I’m up, nigga
Shit, went to the studio the day these niggas pull up say, “What’s up, nigga?”
Shit, I’m runnin’ out of luck, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? Got jumped, nigga
Shit— shit, I’m runnin’ out of luck, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? Got jumped, nigga
Shit pop off ’bout one of mine, I’ma wake up, make the trap jump, nigga
Smoke a J, I’m on the lawn, yeah, we lit it up and make the trap jump, nigga
She eat it like filet mignon, make the trap jump, make the trap jump, nigga
Ooh, tryna get the whole moshpit pumped, nigga, trap jump, nigga
T make the trap jump, nigga, and Mzi make the trap jump, nigga
The team stay together, if you drop a lead, then we make the trap jump, nigga
[Bridge]
I made the trap jump, nigga
I made the trap jump, nigga
[Chorus]
I made the trap jump, nigga
Head sparkin’ like a pump, nigga
You dead if I ever dump, nigga
You dead if you ever dare go against the trap
Leave you in the slump, nigga
Got a bag of mula in the front, nigga
Y’all got the toola in the back, nigga
Yeah, you got the toola if the ruler speaking for a fact, nigga
Lost a lot of my composure, then I prayed to Buddha, and I got it back, nigga
The bitches love a pretty loner, heard they finna love me for the shit I lack, nigga
I’m a badass kid, bein’ sober is not style, but I don’t do crack, nigga
I’m a badass kid, Mama said, “Nigga, don’t do drugs,” and I did just that, nigga
