Trappin’ Ass lyrics

[Intro]
(Huh, I need 100 Keyz)

[Chorus: Guapo]
Ayy, I'm tryna free all my n*ggas, I scream, "f*ck the feds" (f*ck the feds)
Ayy, f*ck the opps, drop that bag, send Zay to shoot 'em in they head
Ayy, knock out n*ggas dreads, b*tch, we tryna spin (Tryna spin)
Ayy, we don't give a f*ck 'bout who you with, we shoot at n*ggas friend (Bah, bah, bah, bah, friend)
Keep that pistol tucked, we'll touch sh*t up 'cause I ain't tryna shake a hand (No shakin' hand)
I ain't tryna be these rappers friend (Ayy)
Ayy, lil' Trae take n*ggas down for bands (Down for bands)
We the ones that got that traphouse jumpin' with our trappin' ass (Our trappin' ass, trap)
Ayy, I ain't like these rappers, please don't mix me with they cappin' ass (Cappin' ass)

[Verse: GetRichZay]
Yeah, this b*tch hold my firе in her bag with her lil' ratchet ass (Firе, yeah)
Uh, aight, n*gga gon' get right on your ass, n*gga can't get no pass (Uh, let's go)
Yeah, outside, we gon' drop a hundred shots when we ride past (Hundred shots, bah, bah, bah)
Uh, want him dead, get-back on his head, gotta secure that bag (Gotta secure that, uh)
Yeah, come on, Lil Flip get that chop, he make sh*t pop like soda can (Ayy, Lil Flip)
Ayy, why the f*ck this opp keep sayin' my name on live? (Why?) I don't know they name (Name)
Ayy, spin they block, we make n*ggas run like the ice cream man (Yeah)
Ayy, sticks and Glocks, we got plenty chops just like a China man (Aight, come on)

[Chorus: Guapo]
Ayy, I'm tryna free all my n*ggas, I scream, "f*ck the feds"
Ayy, f*ck the opps, drop that bag, send Zay to shoot 'em in they head
Ayy, knock out n*ggas dreads, b*tch, we tryna spin
Ayy, we don't give a f*ck 'bout who you with, we shoot at n*ggas friend
Keep that pistol tucked, we'll touch sh*t up 'cause I ain't tryna shake a hand
I ain't tryna be these rappers friend
Ayy, lil' Trae take n*ggas down for bands
We the ones that got that traphouse jumpin' with our trappin' ass
Ayy, I ain't like these rappers, please don't mix me with they cappin' ass