This is a song about "The trap"

Get caught in my mouse trap

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Comming straight outta the trap

It's all good, finna dog that

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

What stares back? fuck backpack rap, fuck trap,

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

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

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

I got that scrap of crap on the map to wrap and strap you in a trap