This is a song about "Niggas and trap"

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Seen niggas pedal melons and meddlin' in endeavors,

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

Comming straight outta the trap

Saying they this and that

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Niggas smokin paper and leaf

Five shots she ready to leave

And i'm laying bricks like a trap star,

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

For trap and soul, metaphors for hordes of cattle

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,