Pull Up Pull up to the trap Peekin' out the peephole Give you two shots Like I'm shootin' free throws Cubans on my neck That's a lot of kilos Pack touch down So now I'm on reload Pull up to the trap pull up Peekin' out the peephole who that Give you two shots bow bow Like I'm shootin' free throws ha Cubans on my neck Cubans That's a lot of kilos kilos Pack touch down it's here So now I'm on reload reload Federal federal fed uh uh uh 2 fed Federal federal federal Pull up in my trap car Hit the trap house dis*in' that **** out Hop out with that stick out Please don't trip out I might flip out I know a Cuban he don't speak English I need a translator I need some better talk Give me whatever I need on consignment Told me to pay him later Throw that shine yeah ***** I heard the car pull up outside I look at the blindfold Who that who that Yeah my stupid ass baby mama Think I'm in here with side hoes Stupid ***** ***** I'm in here with nine bows right now Right now You make a scene causing commotion Trying to give me some time hoe What you twelve or something Walk in your trap and take over your trap feel like bankroll Fresh Come and take your s*it repo gives me that Make you take a s*it Hey hey I'm so ahead of them check out my schedule Gotten and moneybag oh that's 2 federal **** what they talking 'bout I'm running up revenue Go do the same that's what you better do Pull up to the trap Peekin' out the peephole Give you two shots Like I'm shootin' free throws Cubans on my neck That's a lot of kilos Pack touch down So now I'm on reload Pullin' out the trap pull up Peekin' out the peephole who that Give you two shots bow bow Like I'm shootin' free throws ha Cubans on my neck Cubans That's a lot of kilos kilos Pack touch down it's here So now I'm on reload Moneybag and gutty 2 federal It's like we got the cheat codes yup We talk no more gangster s*it and get money with chicos chicos Cmg the label And we distribute kilos kilos And we'll spend your money on what On foreign cars with two doors ugh I'm 2 federal a ***** talkin' s*it You a little hater fit your carriage carriage I'll **** around and embarrass you Hold up listen Tell a ***** I made 20 million would you believe me Young ***** told me made 100 000 I believe him I was trap or die Get rich or die trapping what else Before I made c*****e music fire what else Ran off on the plug with seventy five what else I was robbing ****** runnin' with the gas Young ***** grindin' trying to get a nap Where the pints at Everybody telling me to drop this s*it now The streets dry Pull up to the trap pull up Peekin' out the peephole who that Give you two shots bow bow Like I'm shootin' free throws ha Cubans on my neck Cubans That's a lot of kilos kilos Pack touch down it's here So now I'm on reload reload Pull up to the trap pull up Peekin' out the peephole who that Give you two shots bow bow Like I'm shootin' free throws ha Cubans on my neck Cubans That's a lot of kilos kilos Pack touch down it's here So now I'm on reload