Traphandz (feat. Yo Gotti & 2 Chainz)

Trap hands, trap hands, yes
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Rules
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 What's up my G? You must be new up in the trap
 So let me tell you how they do up in the trap
 They rep the south and bang that Screw up in the trap
 And they gon' sip more than a mothafuckin' two up in the trap
 You see them boys is comin' down up in the trap
 They poppin' trunk, bangin' surround up in the trap
 They got them bricks and got them pounds up in the trap
 Don't fuck around because them boys'll lay you down up in the trap
 You see I'm from the trap, and I done done the trap
 And boy when I was in the trap I used to run the trap
 And just 'cause you from the hood don't mean you from the trap
 But if you are then put them trap hands up and thunder clap
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I am!
 Everything I touch, it turn to gold
 Built my whole career in front of the stove
 Duckin' DA and FBI while I was sellin' O's
 Nothin' but mini choppers, Dracos and extendos at my shows (yeah)
 I'm a gangsta and I rap for gangstas, this that gangsta shit
 Took my rap check,
 went and bought some bricks, that's that hustlin' shit
 Yeah, that's that hustlin' shit, yeah, you on some sucka shit
 Yeah, they don't benefit, yeah, I can't fuck with it
 I used to cook up in the trap, write my verses in the trap
 You get nervous in the trap 'cause you ain't 'bout it, they just cap
 Fuckin' bitches in the trap, I'm from the trenches and the trap
 Killin' rats so all snitches come up missin' in the trap
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 What's up Bun? UGK for life
 2 Chainz!
 I barely made the flight from here to Gangsta Paradise
 To rearview mirror pair of dice to Benihana extra rice
 I make them clap their hands when I fill up arenas
 Had a felony before the misdemeanor, make 'em kiss the ring-a (true)
 I had a handkerchief filled with dirty snot
 Had a dirty Glock, cowards killed my partna in the parkin' lot
 All they did was watch, them folks call the cops
 Yeah I'm from the trap, from the corner lot
 Mud in the soda pop
 Came up out the mud, I was 'posed to rot
 Then I switched it up, started snappin' like a photo op'
 Terminator, Robocop, elevate the muscle car
 Got a foreign broad just to match with the foreign car
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 Trap hands, hallelujah
 I run this shit, Rick The Ruler
 I'm gettin' bitches, stackin' mula
 Trap hands, hallelujah