D#m I took my roof off at the red lightG#m A#m I took my roof off at the red lightD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapD#m Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cashG#m A#m Brown bag legend when it's all cashD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 1: Rick Ross]D#m G#m A#m First one on the block, woah, I need mine off the top, uhD#m G#m A#m Overtown, he got shot, but he died in Opa-lockaD#m G#m A#m Couldn't save one lung, hit 'em up, hmm, hmmD#m G#m A#m See the look on my face (woo!) like Carol City one stateD#m G#m A#m Niggas hate on my sound, 'til I went the first roundD#m G#m A#m Then I earnt the Lombardi, ain't no fuckboys allowedD#m G#m A#m Only fuck if she exclusive, her favorite rapper Lil BoosieD#m G#m A#m To tell the truth I didn't ask, when it come to bitches I'm GucciD#m G#m A#m I'm the wrong one to rob, in the jungle I'm NasD#m G#m A#m In the label I'm Russ, in the trap I'm Rick RossD#m G#m A#m Double M, Goldman Sachs, just like Omar and KhloeD#m G#m A#m You can't dial for the packs, I sent you right back loaded [Chorus: Rick Ross]D#m I took my roof off at the red lightG#m A#m I took my roof off at the red lightD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapD#m Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cashG#m A#m Brown bag legend when it's all cashD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 2: Young Thug]D#m I was tryna bet the whole mapG#m A#m Out in Vegas, out the trapD#m Niggas talkin' 'bout raidin' the trapG#m A#m Man, I'm 'bout to go ape in the trap (nigga goin' ape shit)D#m Nigga, watch your babies in the trapG#m A#m Nigga cookin' oil base in the trapD#m Young nigga slave in the trapG#m A#m Nigga run base, base in the trapD#m I'm 'bout to get this shit movin', yeahG#m A#m Answer the door with the Woolie, yeahD#m Wrist in the water, I need me a boatG#m A#m I'm 'bout to get this shit cruisin', yeahD#m Stand at the stove 'til you're woozy, woozyG#m A#m Let's make a movie, movie, yeahD#m Move, move, moveG#m A#m Bitch, I'm richer than Tom Cruise, yeahD#m So many different meds on meD#m Fuck around, call the Fed on meD#m Chk-chk, boom boom boom your head, homie, redsD#m G#m A#m Draco got a lot of lead on it, you dead [Chorus: Rick Ross]D#m I took my roof off at the red lightG#m A#m I took my roof off at the red lightD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapD#m Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cashG#m A#m Brown bag legend when it's all cashD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap [Verse 3: Wale]D#m Yeah, Wale though, uh, uhD#m G#m A#m I ain't nothin' like the trap niggas, Goyard backpack niggaD#m G#m A#m Uber crates 'til the Feds pull up, woo woo, cataracts, niggaD#m I'm the type, holla at the wifeG#m A#m Her body yours, but her soul is mineD#m Adios, do a hundred 20G#m A#m All she want is good dick and adviceD#m G#m A#m Wraith, scrappin' my tires, Jameson 'til I'm friedD#m G#m A#m Famous here but I'm humble, Double M the EmpireD#m G#m A#m Renzel got me all day, I'm Kyrie, he LeBron JamesD#m G#m Tired niggas say Folarin ain't topA#m I've been SportsCenter every dayD#m G#m A#m I ain't nothin' like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimesD#m G#m A#m I kinda never do back down, leave a nigga high via rap linesD#m G#m A#m Get a beat, leave it baptized, mob ties, but it's black livesD#m G#m A#m Black lives, nigga, trap lives, gimme five on the black side [Chorus: Rick Ross & Young Thug]D#m I took my roof off at the red lightG#m A#m I took my roof off at the red lightD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapD#m Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cashG#m A#m Brown bag legend when it's all cashD#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trapG#m A#m Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
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