Trappin' - Cdot Honcho, Jose Guapo

Call me Geechi Liberace

Denim,, Versace

That clip get in my face

My Denim be straight habachi

I said I was a one of one

They still gon' try to copy

I got bitches at the phone

runnin' 'round the open

Just look at my diamonds shinin'

That shit ain’t nothin' but water

Trap house Oakland

Nigga come place your order

Whole lotta money

Nigga its nothin' but hunnids

Nigga I’m a boss and nigga you just a runner

A whole bag of cookie

We bought it just to smoke

Three or Four pints

We bought 'em just to pour

We order up them ones

Just to let 'em go

And if we know you hang

Then we know you go

Honcho I smoke out the onions

I wake up and piss put a zip in my stomach

Pull up put clips in your stomach

And if you ain’t there put them clips in your cousin

Aye, bitch I be buzzin' with hoes

funyuns

Aye, I took your and then punt it

It hit me I swear that I’m leavin' a forest

Aye, bitches ain’t know it so after I’m nuttin'

I do not be hittin' them lines

Aye, bitches annoying we had to get 50's

This marko keep emptying 9's

All of my niggas they smokin' on witness’s

So night stay the fuck out my blinds

Nigga’s be hatin' won’t come to

This marko gon' blow every time

Smokin' on dope in this 30k Burberry trench coat

Niggas talkin' that shit, 30 spit

Let off 26, dead, now I only got 4

I just spoke to your bitch

She say we can’t fuck cause she know I only got hoes

Hit that bitch, think she talkin' bout

Lil baby I dont got love I just got rolls

Bitch wanna pour hearts

Nah baby I don’t pour hard I just only pour 4's

Hit that bitch one time what you talkin' 'bout

Blowin' bitch I only blow rolls

Smoke some dope while I sip

Pimped off in a vip

Up cool FN on the hip

FN Five-Seven, Mac 11's, we’ll make a nigga shit do a flip

Bitch wanna hang cause I got rolls out

cannot hang cause we gone' bring poles out

Niggas sick like niggas done' froze out

FN end up blowin' niggas nose out

In a hotel bitches tryna' suck my soul out

After that I be steady tryna' roll out

I got hoes, fuck around get some hoes out

We got poles, fuck around get your smoke out

Just Smokin'

Smoke, gas (x3)

Aye, Cdot man