traphousemansion (interlude)

This is a certified hood classic

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Whole house smell like Backwoods)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Wake up hearing trap music)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Make money, can't fall in love)

And the whole house smell like Backwoods

Wake up hearing trap music

Make money, can't fall in love

That's just how you gotta do it

Yeah, if it ain't about the guap, can you do it?

Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa

Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid

Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto (Okay)

Yeah, I just gotta keep moving

Bitch, I'm Neo in the Matrix and I rule it

Got a big bankroll full of blue strips

I just let 'em copy, I can't teach 'em how to do this

Yeah, big black .45, call it Rufus

And I really kick it with my slime 'cause he ruthless

Pull up in a 'Rari and the bitch really roof-less

Busy talking to the B's, call that nigga Doctor Dolittle

Yes, I'm Lonely, baby, know I cannot do little

If the bitch bad I'ma take her to the Ruth Chris

I just hit your bitch and got her wet just like a pool did

F&N light and you know I got the full tips

And the whole house smell like Backwoods

Wake up hearing trap music

Make money, can't fall in love

That's just how you gotta do it

If it ain't about the guap, don't do it

Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa

Seeing Chrome Hearts in my dreams getting lucid

Wearing shades in the dark 'cause I'm stuck on Pluto

Blinking in the mirror off a molly

Hitting up my phone, can you please stop calling?

I just caught a vibe in your eyes now I'm falling

Yeah, I'm a real big dawg, shot-calling

Come and take a flight with a real deal martian

Love her in the night, but the morning, it's a dollar

Bitch, I'm fire-flying, they convicted me for arson

I get everything I like 'cause the money not a problem

I be floating through the sky like a diver, yeah

Say you getting high but I know I'm getting higher

Sand on my tongue got me rolling like a tire

Gas fill my lungs, got me really feeling tired

And the whole house smell like Backwoods

Wake up hearing trap music

Make money, can't fall in love

That's just how you gotta do it

If it ain't about the guap, don't do it (Yeah)

Stone-cold heart, doing drugs with Medusa (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)