text: Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
  It got a nigga this, far
  Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
  But be clear
  I just pulled up to TD in I8
  If we all getting money then why hate?
  Smoove Heasy the renty like why wait?
  We the hottest in the tri-state
  My niggas gon raise up the crime rate
  If you try to play with me
  So dont play with me 
  Pull up to the party, guess what we in?
  Whos coming in? Like all of us
  Im from a town where we pour the Henny in double cups
  Its enough Henny for all of us
  We getting money we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi, designer stuff
  Just pulled twenty K, Ive been getting my way
  Top down in the Wraith, baddie giving me face
  AP from a touch down, I just pulled from a Chase
  Shout out my lawyer, he just beat my case
  Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
  It got a nigga this, far
  Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
  But be clear
  Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith, I aint jacking a lot of you niggas
  Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the trigger
  I dont care who fake, I fuck with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters
  Be clear when I say in Allah I got faith I aint jacking a lot of you niggas
  Got the ice on my neck, call me Bobby Boucher, reach and I pull the trigger
  I dont care who fake, I fuck with the real, I roll around with my hitters, hitters, hitters, hitters
  Long nights in the trap, it got a nigga sick
  It got a nigga this, far
  Yes it did, yes it did, yes I did
  But be clear