[Chorus]
You know I'm ready for war (War)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (Bitch)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap

[Verse]
I got that stick on the floor, I got your bitch in the trap
I got your bitch on the floor, look at her go
No, that bitch can't get a post
I'm on the motherfuckin' [?] (Yeah)
My bitch, she colder than snow
[?] (Yeah)
[?] (Yeah)
I'm in your spot with your ho (Okay)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Okay)
I picked [?] that shit with no stylist (Hey)
[?]
[?] (Yeah)
[?] (Yeah)
I'm in your spot with ho (Bitch)
No, she ain't talkin' 'bout dollars (Dollars)
I picked [?] that shit with no stylist
Yeah, [?]
Zelly used to be a pint head
These n***as wack, bitin' (Woo)
I pulled up on her, told her to get in
I'm all about the cash, I swear I'm in
And I got the strap on me
When I'm in the trap, homie (Trap)
All these bitches cap, homie (Yeah)
All they do is lie, homie (Yeah)
Seen a lot of trap money (Yeah)
I let that bitch trap for me (Yeah)
High in the sky like Peter Pan (Yeah)
Bad lil ho wanna fuck my friends (Bitch)
Free my n***as out the jam (Yeah)
Ain't buy her a bag but I brought the stick in the trap
[Chorus]
You know I'm ready for war (War)
You know I'm ready to die
I got them racks, yeah (I got them racks)
I got that stick in the trap (I got that, trap)
[?], yeah
I got that stick in the trap (I got that stick in the trap)