[Intro: Rick Ross]
I'm sittin' at the red light,
My ankle monitor beepin',
Hadn't been charged.
I think I see the people.
Mmm, bounce!
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I took my roof off at the red light,
I took my roof off at the red light,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash,
Brown bag legend when it's all cash,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
First one on the block, I need mine off the top,
Overtown he got shot, but he died in Opa-locka,
Couldn't save one lung, hit 'em up, lum lum,
See the look on my face like Carol City won state.
Niggas hate on my sound, till I went the full run,
Then I earnt the Lombardi, ain't no fuckboys allowed,
Only fuck if she exclusive, her favorite rapper Lil Boosie,
To tell the truth, I didn't ask, when it come to bitches, I'm Gucci.
I'm the wrong one to rob, in the jungle I'm Nas,
In the label I'm Russ, in the trap I'm Rick Ross,
Double M, Goldman Sachs, just like Omar and Khloe,
You came down for the packs, I sent you right back loaded.
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I took my roof off at the red light,
I took my roof off at the red light,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash,
Brown bag legend when it's all cash,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I was tryna bet the whole map,
Out in Vegas, out the trap,
Niggas talkin bout raidin the trap,
Man, I'm bout to go ape in the trap, nigga goin ape shit!
Nigga, watch your babies in the trap,
Nigga cookin oil base in the trap,
Young nigga slave in the trap,
Nigga run base, base in the trap.
I'm bout to get this shit movin, yay!
Answer the door with the цoolie, yay!
Wrist in the water, I need me a boat,
I'm bout to get this shit cruisin, yay!
Stand at the stove till you woozy, woozy,
Let's make a movie, movie, yay!
Move, move, move,
Bitch, I'm richer than Tom Cruise, yay!
So many different meds on me,
Fuck around, call the fed on me,
Chk-chk, boom-boom-boom, your head, homie, reds,
Draco got a lot of lead on it, you dead.
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I took my roof off at the red light,
I took my roof off at the red light,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash,
Brown bag legend when it's all cash,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
[Verse 3: Wale]
I ain't nothing like the trap niggas, Goyard backpack nigga,
Uber crates 'til the Feds pull up, woo-woo, cataracts, nigga.
I'm the type holla at the wife,
Her body yours, but her soul is mine,
Adiós, do a hundred-twenty,
All she want is good dick and advice.
Wraith, scrappin' my tires, Jameson till I'm fried,
Famous here but I'm humble, Double M the empire.
Renzel got me all day, I'm Kyrie, he LeBron James,
Tired niggas say Folarin ain't top,
I've been SportsCenter every day.
I ain't nothing like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimes,
I kinda never do back down, leave a nigga high via rap lines,
Get a beat, leave it baptized, mob ties, but it's black lives,
Black lives, nigga, trap lives, gimme five on the black side!
[Chorus: Rick Ross]
I took my roof off at the red light,
I took my roof off at the red light,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.
Brown bag legend 'cause it's all cash,
Brown bag legend when it's all cash,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap,
Trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap.