TRAP 2 DIS 1 lyrics

[Verse 1: SKWAB]
Brr
I been trapping out the CVS (Aye, aye)
No b*tch I ain't got a vest (Nah, nah)
I ain't got nobody to impress (Nah, nah)
Y'all goofy, y'all get laid to rest (Pah, pah)
When I ain't got midpack, man I got the best (The best)
I'm just feeling like the man and f*ck the rest (f*ck 'em)
All I do is jugg man, all I know finesse (Finesse)
I got hitters in the field that'll leave you pressed (Boom, boom)
You got problems, we solve 'em, we cop some pills and (Whip whip) dissolve 'em I'm (Whip whip) tryna get my (Whip whip) paper up (Whip whip)
If they got it, we mob 'em
You say you thugging, we robbing
We posted up in the commons
We waking up to Captain Crunch and going bed to the ramen

[Verse 2: Ant Wiggins]
Yeah
Yeah, we mobbing in the trap (In the trap)
My n*gga SKWAB he got the pack (He got the pack)
If you need it then come straight to the back (Come to the back)
And don't try no fu' sh*t, Buku got the strap (Bah, bah, grrah)
Yeah we mobbing thuggin' 'cause that sh*t for real (Aye, aye)
Got lean, got weed, got pills (What you need?)
What you need homeboy, what's the deal? (Aye)
I got n*ggas in the trap, I got n*ggas in the field
[Verse 3: Lil Tracy]
Aye, aye
Count these bands, let's finesse the opps (Finesse the opps)
Get a b*tch to call, say we need a whole lot (Brr, brr)
Hit my line n*gga, tell me what you tryna cop (Just hit my line)
If I don't got that sh*t, let me hit my bro SKWAB (Uber gang)
b*tch off the lean, look like she off heroin (She off the aids)
Sleep with her eyes open, what you staring at? (What the f*ck?)
In the trap house ramen noodles boiling (And it boiling)
Smoking midpack mother f*ck the government (Midpack)