Flash Back - Joey Trap

Lah

Ayy

You sell dope out the backpack

Skateboard home with a fat sack

No homework, but I have racks

X ain’t my cousin, but I had a pack

I ain’t had a car but I had wacks

If you wanna pickup nigga, hit me on my Snapchat

Only reason I be on my Snapchat cause a nigga snitchin' on the police on my

phone tab

That’s a flashback

School of Rock but I’m never talkin' Jack Black

Fourteen bands in my pocket goin' bands sack

Used to ride the bus now I’m ridin' in a Blackjack

New plus I got an extended mag pack

Balmain, denim, nigga you ain’t never had that

Huh, nigga you ain’t never had that

Balmain, denim, nigga you ain’t never had that

High school, sellin' dope I was ballin'

Ten bands, but no witch I was walkin'

Got home, drinkin' tap out the faucet

Ten mans in my pocket…

Joey Trap’s daddy

Came from a little I wanted a lot

Lookin' back at it I did what I want

what I just got

Twenty years old, twenty bands in my sock

Used to be hungry, was ridin' a bike

Now I go eat what I like

Roaring Ford, I run a red light

I used to pour up the lean in the Sprite

Bitch, uh

Now my Gucci look so clean

My belt look so Burberry

My bitch chest up on my jeans

My new whip pulled up, so clean

Got some killers in my gang

Young rich niggas I don’t bang

Why my bands don’t like to sang

Release the keys with the Glock

Used to drink beer on the block

Thirties and forties a pop

Hindsight, twenty-twenty

Bands is on me at the Fendi

I just pulled up in a Bentley

You sell dope out the backpack

Skateboard home with a fat sack

No homework but I have racks

X ain’t my cousin but I had a pack

I ain’t had a car but I had wacks

If you wanna pickup nigga hit me on my Snapchat

Only reason I be on my Snapchat cus a nigga snitchin' on the police on my phone

tab

That’s a flashback

School of Rock but I’m never talkin' Jack Black

Fourteen bands in my pocket goin' bands sack

Used to ride the bus now I’m ridin' in a Blackjack

New plus I got an extended mag pack

Balmain, denim, nigga you ain’t never had that

Huh, nigga you ain’t never had that

Balmain, denim, nigga you ain’t never had that

High school, sellin' dope I was ballin'

Ten bands, but no witch I was walkin'

Got home, drinkin' tap out the faucet

Ten mans in my pocket, they haunted