Gamble - Pressa, WHYG

Trap out da bando

Trap out da rental

Trap out da bando

Trap out da rental

Press machine

Neat machine

Trap out the bando

Trap out the rental

I’m in the trap, I give out a sample

Couldn’t play ball, still I got handles

I got the drip, i’m drippin' like candles

Nigga you snitch, he snitchin' like randall

They tried to frame me, it was a scandal (uh)

They say that my life a gamble (uh)

They say that my life a gamble (uh)

Cartier lookin' like a bangle (ohh)

Travis Scott wit' his antidote

I stay wit' the cord like umbilicle

My life a movie like paid in full

2−2-3 we ain’t playin' zone

I barely could play wit' four

We rollin' dice till morn'

Money make plays we rule (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Bad lil' bitch she get around

Drip too hard, she almost drowned

Whole new story watch 'em now

Newspaper article runnin' around

We run him down

He tryna to ball but his ball barely bounce

A lil' 10k barely a camp

We gettin' money look at me now

I need a nip, I need it now

I did it right, I fit da mic

I did a year, he did a night

He did the dash, he dead tonight

Murda gang, thirty my bra

Runnin' on green fill up the pot

If he ain’t got cash, bring out the mac

We had to get it remember them nights

Stuck on a stove

Trap out the bando

Trap out the rental

I’m in the trap, I give out a sample

Couldn’t play ball, still I got handles

I got the drip, i’m drippin' like candles

Nigga you snitch, he snitchin' like randall

They tried to frame me, it was a scandal (uh)

They say that my life a gamble (uh)

My trap house at the tipoff (trap)

I’m in the trap servin' Chris Rock (chris)

One toke is takin' his lip off

I’m at the stove when i’m whippin' up two pots (skrtt)

All of this ice, it made the dope lock (ice)

All of this ice (ice), I need like two Glocks (ice)

It look like lice (ice), all on her headtop (lice)

She suckin' nice, she gotta good mouth

Roaches and mice all in my trap spot

I turn a court house into my stash house (racks)

I had to bring all the racks out

All these racks made the judge pass out

Walked out da box, supa saucey

Police, they mad that they lost me

I do not even care what it cost me

I know that they mad that they caught me

If he was me, he woulda got ahh ee’d

This is Gucci, this ain’t no Tommy

I was in trap house wit' Tommy

50 round drum on the Tommy

This is Raf Simmons

This is a connie

Trap out that buildin'

Trap out the lobby

I beat the case like i’m John Gotti

Shootin' the face if you want a body

Trap out the bando

Trap out the rental

I’m in the trap, I give out a sample

Couldn’t play ball, still I got handles

I got the drip, i’m drippin' like candles

Nigga you snitch, he snitchin' like randall

They tried to frame me, it was a scandal (uh)

They say that my life a gamble (uh)