Mouse In the Trap lyrics

[Intro]
(Fifty Grand)
(It's Surreal Gang lil b*tch, haha)
Woo, woo (Yuh-ah)
(Ah) Woo (Ahh)
Woo

[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yeah
This b*tch wit me a sl*t (sl*t, yeah)
We do not like n*ggas, them shots at yo window, them n*ggas, they need to wake up (Up, yeah)
I say, "Go turn a n*gga to dust"
He go turn that n*gga to dust (Dust, yeah)
I need a A.P. flood
We tryna see some blood
He carrying nine shots like its enough, (It's Surreal Gang lil b*tch, haha)
With the description, fit like a glove
They want me on rich sh*t, so I go up (Bet)
You ain't a thick b*tch, you ain't enough
If you can't be a rich b*tch, can't fall in love

[Verse]
I know she a lil nit-nit, come in and suck (Nit-nit)
I was a lil jit f*ckin' it up—
I'm—I'm with my bro on a mission, (I'm with my bro on a mission)
Turn this b*tch up on some lit sh*t (Yuh)
I—I got my birthday licks in
I blew the check too quick, yes
She just want some di*k, I love whеn she stretch, hol up
(Bih' wet now, yuh)
Shе just want some di*k, I love when it stretch (She wet now yuh)
(Stretch)
She just want some di*k, I love when she stretch (She wet now, yuh)
(Stretch)
I get sicker than pneumonia
Ten bands, keep it in the folder
Racks up, incase I need to fold ya'
If he die fightin' he a soldier
Bands, I need a butt load sir
I go crazy like Mr. Crocker
Gon' cut a n*gga up like a damn doctor
Tris with the Wock make a n*gga bonkers (Flrrr)
I ain't signing sh*t let my n*ggas sign first
Lotta n*ggas switched, I don't know how that work
Lotta n*ggas tryna put me in the dirt
Lotta n*ggas tryna put—
[Chorus]
I pop a school bus, move like a slug, yea (Yeah)
This b*tch wit me a sl*t (Yeah, sl*t, yuh)
We do not like n*ggas, them shots at yo window, them n*ggas, they need to wake up
I say, "go turn a n*gga to dust"
He go turn that n*gga to dust (Yuh)
I need a AP flood (Flood)
We tryna see some blood (Blood)
He carrying nine shots like its enough ('Nough)
With the description, fit like a glove (Glove)
They want me on rich sh*t, so I go up (Up)
You ain't a thick b*tch, you ain't enough (Yuh)
If you can't be a rich b*tch, can't fall in love (Love)

[Outro]
Bap (Love)
Bap (Love, love)
Bap
(Fifty Grand)
(If you ain't a rich b*tch can't get no love)
(You ain't a thick b*tch, you ain't enough)
(If you ain't a thick b*tch, can't get no—)
Ha, haha
(If you ain't a— can't get no—)
(You ain't a thick b*tch, you ain't enough)
It's Fifty and Eddie on this track
Big Zay
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh