Trap Phone (Explicit Version) Video (MV)

Peanut
P-D-G
Hearing this shit, know it's me

Pick up the callings on one phone
But I might trap off the other
Run up on me with these chains on
Watch this Glock
Gone heat up like a oven
Go head, knock off the top on his muffin
Since he wanna press my buttons
Rolled up, tight in a Russian,
Smoking this pack,
That's the end of discussion

Pick up the callings on one phone
But I might trap off the other
Run up on me with these chains on
Watch this Glock
Gone heat up like a oven
Go head, knock off the top on his muffin
Since he wanna press my buttons
Rolled up, tight in a Russian,
Smoking this pack,
That's the end of discussion

Clout chasing, just be amusing nigga
Watch him end up on the news lil nigga
Head on the plate like some fool lil nigga
You would've ran up if you knew
Lil nigga, I'm keeping that fye
Loaded 9
Stay with gang
We gone slide
All my patnas
Watch we ride
Run up, you gon' die

Uh, go get your shit together
Get together, cause being broke
Don't make it any better
I been down, but I'm doing better
Getting money,
Your hustle been light as a f*ckin' feather
Heavy metal, stay with that metal,
I been fed up, so your body cold as the f*ckin' weather
Need some pressure
Just send a letter
My heart cold as a bitch
I just might need a f*ckin' sweater
Get that cheddar whenever
Don't want to have kids
And young nigga not even f*ckin' settled
Gang
Looking at me cause I'm fresher
Go ahead and stay jealous
You not on my level
Keep that glock stuffed in my dresser She went left her nigga cause I make her wetter
F*ck a thot, I'm just tryna get bread, So I kick the ass out, now she said that I stress her

Uh
Uh
Yeah it's PDG
Push the whip with the Glock in the seat
F*ck a thot, leave her ass in the sea
F*ck a opp, I just might watch him bleed
Pockets gon' look like I bang on the C
Hollow tip leave his ass dead in the sea
Don't f*ck with me
Then your bitch ass can go leave

Pick up the callings on one phone
But I might trap off the other
F*ck that bitch
Diamonds gon' drip like a puddle
Sippin' this drink in this cup
Got it double
Don't compare me if you ain't live the struggle,
Throwin' that pack, got a arm like I'm Russell
Watch how you move cause these
Folks undercover
I stay with the gang
I'ma ride for my brothers
Gang

Pick up the callings on one phone
But I might trap off the other
Run up on me with these chains on
Watch this Glock
Gone heat up like a oven
Go head, knock off the top on his muffin
Since he wanna press my buttons
Rolled up, tight in a Russian,
Smoking this pack,
That's the end of discussion