This is a song about "Trap dope money"

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

See i let my nigga split that

And forget about the trap,

I know what you do with that

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Got her glued to my money like it a dope nest

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

I'm from the number one place on the map

I will rise, i will get out of this trap/

Not bad using that dope money

But five years from now i bet she see

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Dont make me snap, its like a giant trap