This is a song about "Bacon eggs and trap h"

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Just accept your fate, let the darkness lay it's eggs,

And forget about the trap,

I know what you do with that

Gett this money flip it like bacon

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

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

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

While half my mental belongs in a cage

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Reefer head with nuggets that's greener than easter eggs and shit

Atl was tipping them

If you smellin bacon

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are