[Intro: FBG Cash]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Trap still doing numbers, nigga
(Aight, Rich Laurel, let's get this money)
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
Okay, the trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Yeah)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Right now)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (They is)
Okay, the trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Trap)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Cash, huh)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (Peanut butter jealous)
[Verse 1: FBG Cash]
Okay, the trap doin' numbers, but the fiends never knockin'
Tell 'em hit my phone 'cause comin' to my trap is not a option (Brrt)
Keep some money in my safe, other half I keep in boxes (That bag)
And I heard these pussies plottin', so I'm sleepin' with that rocket, ayy (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Listen when you whippin', it's just simple mathematics (Simple mathematics)
With that D, you gotta mix it, just enough for a reaction (Trap)
With that coke, you gotta drop it straight, that's gon' bring them smokers out (It will)
Seven days straight, you know we all them smokers talk about
And we got some bags of that gas for the low (Dope)
I ain't gotta say too much, we bag 'em up, and watch 'em go (They gone)
Want that ticket, let me know, I'm not runnin' out of smoke (I'm not)
And I know them boys been plottin', so that chopper got a scope, ayy (Grlah)
[Chorus: FBG Cash & FBG Dutchie]
The trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Yeah)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Right now)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (They is)
Okay, the trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Trap)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Huh, huh, huh, huh)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (Peanut butter jealous)
[Verse 2: FBG Dutchie]
These niggas peanut butter jelly, niggas want beef
Trappin' like a deli, got a quarter P
Break it down and sell it, you know, OT
Livin' like it's Belly (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Trap, pull up in a coupe with a Rover on the side
That's that chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side
Let it rain (Uh, let it rain), clear it out (Clear it out)
Call my shooters, Taco Gang-Gang (Taco Gang), they air it out (Glah, bah)
Bitches say I'm overzealous
Niggas hate, they overjealous (Goofy)
Runnin' through an Owens, Jesse
Trap Coleman, flyin' Bessie (Yoom)
Off that White White, Elvis Presley
Bitches sloppin', gettin' messy (Thot)
Now they stalkin', gettin' messy
'Cause this trap straight presi'
[Verse 3: FBG Young]
Ayy, ballin' like a athlete, but got no jumper (Nah)
Niggas Twitter woofin', but got no bumper (No)
We been in the trap hustlin' hard all summer (Huh)
Probably served your mama or I probably robbed your uncle (Yeah, yeah)
Beat the pot like Ike
Twenty-three the cal', no Mike
Take 'im down on a re-up and I didn't use a pipe (Goofy)
Fuck your big homie, these hollows don't fight (Do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do)
Watch my shoes 'cause these [?] Off-White
Off-White, Off-White, yeah, yeah, Off-White (Huh)
Say ya fuckin' with the Gs, boy, ya ass off white (So high)
Chopper do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, take his head off light, huh
[Chorus: FBG Cash]
The trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Yeah)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Right now)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (They is)
Okay, the trap doin' numbers when you bitches thought it wasn't (Trap)
Half a ticket in my kitchen and two chickens in my oven (Trap)
If you want 'em, come and get 'em 'cause if not, I'm 'bout to sell 'em (Right now)
I've been runnin' up a check, these niggas peanut butter jealous (Peanut butter jealous)
