Trap Doin Numbers lyrics

[Intro]
Look, uh, ho, stop callin' my f*ckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
Look

[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my f*ckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
n*gga, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no f*ckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n*gga, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?

[Verse]
How you ever seen a brick do a somersault?
I can't front a broke n*gga sh*t, I'ma take a loss
Trap swingin', methamphetamine and the fentanyl
If I ain't got no more molly, I'm servin' a n*gga bath salts
I been grindin' twenty-four hours like I'm on Adderall
Dropped a twenty-eight, it came back twenty-eight like Marsha Faul
Steady chasin' after these hoes, that's your downfall
I'm out here trappin' like it's legal, motherf*ck the law
Uh, he ain't talkin' 'bout no money, then don't even call
I got a A1 pound, cook a whole brick of raw
When you hit this sh*t here, it give you lockjaw
You ain't gettin' no f*ckin' money, that's your downfall
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, ho, stop callin' my f*ckin' phone, don't you see me trappin'?
n*gga, my trap doin' numbers, you ain't havin' traffic
Put my wrist off in a pot and let it gymnastic
On the scroll, makin' hand-to-hand transactions
Ho, I'm out here chasin' paper and you steady naggin'
You ain't gettin' no f*ckin' money, boy, you stay flaggin'
Street n*gga, I grew up with no food in the cabinet
Have you ever seen a brick Saran wrapped in plastic?