EastGawd Seli & Chapo - Trappin' With Da Homies (feat. Riko) Lyrics

I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)
I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)

I just hit the block with all the homies (My N***as)
Came up from nothing like we Tony (Montana)
Them Goofy niggas steady hatin' on me
Bitches be in My Business Dog they hella nosy
Smoking kush by the OZ
If Riko Thor then I'm Loki
Y'all be up in the nosebleeds
Y'all ain't never up on the floor seats
Imma call up my Og's
Y'all gone call up the police
I ain't never had cold feet
Imma zombie bitch I'm getting no sleep! (Woo)

I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)
I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)

Flex, Finesse
My Niggas we do it the best
Count up a check
Like Nike we count up a check (uh)
Bitch we balling
Can't stop your chick from calling
I'm the Fresh Prince
You niggas swag on Carlton
I'll Rock A Mink Coat for the Summer
Boy the last tape did numbers
How you make it rain in the summer?
I mean it's so hard to be humble
Boy I crack heads check the baseline
I only call your girl for the FaceTime
They like "How them boys still unsigned?"
Boy I'll beat yo ass like one time NIGGA!

I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)
I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)

Yeah I was out trappin with the homies
A N***a tried to finesse
Me for the Oz
He tried to play
A young bull
Like he don't know me
He about to turn Me
Right back to the old me
I'm, going dumb
Going crazy
Sicko mode
Not wavy
I'm sick of this shit
You a lame
It don't phase me
I never lack
Never lazy
I been with the shits
I'm going hard
Want to put
All my dogs
In Goyard
Man this rap shit
Ain't for y'all
Man this rap shit
Ain't for y'all (okay)

I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)
I was out Trappin'
With The homies
(Aye Aye)
Bitch back back
You don't know me
(Okay Okay)
N***a lost ya bag
Now you're lonely
(Yeah yeah)
This is floor seats
You're in the nosebleeds
(Aye Aye)