Trap Anthem lyrics

[Intro]
(Uh)
(Brrt)
(Trap hard, boy, you ain't trappin' hard enough)
Ayy, Cheecho, uh
Uh

[Chorus]
Trap hard, say you trappin' hard?
n*gga, you don't trap enough
Hunnid bags on a truck
West-coast load comin' in through the mail, yeah, them packages stuffed
If it's up then it's stuck
f*ck around with them opp n*ggas, sh*t get you plucked
Slide through, drop shots, couple n*ggas got crushed
If you beefin' with me, keep that sh*t on the hush
Heard he said he ain't f*ckin' with me? I ain't ask a n*gga
We in them hot cars, 'bout to go smash a n*gga
Brodie just came home, geekin' and taggin'
And I'm up off them bags, I ain't gotta bag a n*gga
Say that you with me? You ain't
I been beefin' so hard, put the paint where it ain't
Stuffed deep in the field, b*tch, I feel like a saint
20 piece in my pocket, walked straight out the bank

[Verse]
I'm bringin' the vibes with mе to the city
I fly out to Cali, now I'm in a Maybach
Opp n*ggas hatin' on me, I ain't worried 'bout that
In thе hills with my feet up, I'm laid back
One up on me? I get one up on you
Man, I swear this sh*t gon' get way deeper than payback
Don't put your trust into none of these n*ggas
The n*ggas who snake you be comin' from way back (Uh)
My young n*ggas ain't with the rumblin'
Got a problem? Address it, I ain't with the mumblin'
If I whip out this Drac', n*ggas gon' get to tumblin'
Free them n*ggas locked up on the unit out c*mberland
Rackzo sh*t, got them bags, bags, bags
Slide in the Audi, do digital dash
Smoke cloud up in my face, can't crash
Can't hide in them trenches, yeah, we on yo' ass
You ain't f*ckin' wit' Cheecho, you ain't f*ckin' wit' me
Let a n*gga come play, choppa louder than beats
Smoke exotic, get high, gotta take me a seat
That lil' money you got? Make that sh*t in my sleep
Walk down, walk down, I'm 'bout to creep
You can call me the goat, yeah, them lil' n*ggas sheep
Don't forget I'm not duckin' or hidin' from beef
Send a shot to his gut, ball him up like a sheet
[Chorus]
Trap hard, say you trappin' hard?
n*gga, you don't trap enough
Hunnid bags on a truck
West-coast load comin' in through the mail, yeah, them packages stuffed
If it's up then it's stuck
f*ck around with them opp n*ggas, sh*t get you plucked
Slide through, drop shots, couple n*ggas got crushed
If you beefin' with me, keep that sh*t on the hush
Heard he said he ain't f*ckin' with me? I ain't ask a n*gga
We in them hot cars, 'bout to go smash a n*gga
Brodie just came home, geekin' and taggin'
And I'm up off them bags, I ain't gotta bag a n*gga
Say that you with me? You ain't
I been beefin' so hard, put the paint where it ain't
Stuffed deep in the field, b*tch, I feel like a saint
20 piece in my pocket, walked straight out the bank