This is a song about "Babe on the trap"

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'm putting myself on the map you are officially in my trap like moths to light bitch

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

So lay down the trap, because i'm fly like i'm venus

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

And you all will respect that

Comming straight outta the trap

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

The foundation collapse, your trap inside, you couldn't go