This is a song about "Dj trap hound"

Used to find dope in his coat

Like dj kool i clear my throat

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

And bijies like im out and

Other rappers just hound us

I wouldn't be famous

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Reason she's found to hound today or whenever.

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Thought you were safe and sound? she had found, ima hound

Is not far from white girls with big bread

You have a hound on a lead,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

My dj cuts material....

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And forget about the trap,