Really lyrics

[Intro]
Aye
Jelly
Phew, phew, phew
Jelly
Aye, aye, aye

[Chorus]
I be really, really all up in the trap (I'm in the trap)
I be paranoid I gotta have a strap (I gotta have my gun)
b*tches blockin’ me I bet I get ‘em back (I bet she comin’ back)
What it cost I get a n*gga really whacked (I'm really serious)

[Verse 1]
I’m on that kinda sh*t to get a n*gga whacked
I’m smokin’ out the pack, b*tch I’m all up in the trap (I’m really trappin’)
Please don’t get me paranoid, I’ll air this b*tch right out (shoo, shoo, shoo)
These b*tches just so aggy, I just hit em in the mouth
These n*ggas they some school of fishes, eat ‘em like some trout
I ain’t even in Atlanta, I’m all across the map (what you need?)
I’m the type of n*gga smoke a blunt then smoke an ounce (it’s gelato)
You a mothaf*ckin' snitch to sell a n*gga out (you a rat)

[Chorus]
I be really, really all up in the trap (im in the trap)
I be paranoid I gotta have a strap (I gotta have my gun)
b*tches blockin’ me I bet I get ‘em back (I bet she comin’ back)
What it cost I get a n*gga really whacked (I'm really serious)