Playboi Carti, Lamb$ - 2 Door lyrics

Cash Carti in this bitch come on, Benny, man
(yeah, yeah) lAMB$ in this bitch
Benny in that bitch huh, yeah, yeah (what?)
Yeah, yeah (what?) ayy, ayy, ayy, hey hey

Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
(what, yeah, yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay
(yeah, what?)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(what, what, ayy)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
(whoo, whoo, whoo) i'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay (yeah)


Ancient steel, hermit AK-47 slingin' (whoo)
I'ma cut my migo for the month
We still leaning (ay, ay, brr)
Speedin' down Melrose
Speedin' down Fairfax
Up right now and still I take
Off with a nigga pack
Steppin' out the door, I be moonwalking
(ayy, ayy, yeah) blue hunnids in my pocket
Got 'em Crip walking (Crip, Crip)
Trappin' ain't dead
All these pussy niggas scared (scared)
If you hit it with the baking soda
You could get a fed

Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
(what, yeah, yeah, what?) i'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay
(skrt, skrt, yeah)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah, yeah, what, whoo)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
(whoo, whoo, yeah, yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay (yeah)

Trappin' in my two door, two door, two door
(trap, trap, trap)
Trappin' in my, ayy, two door, two door
(damn, damn, damn)
Yeah, in my two door, my two door
(cash, cash, cash)
Yeah, yeah, uh (cash, cash, cash)
So much money, bitch
I think I need a money counter
(money counter) money counter, fuck a bank
That's how I feel about it
I keep the piece, man, I keep the piece, man
So we gon' get real violent
In my field they get real
What you know about it?
I keep the pole like a streetlight
I won't leave without it
I pour a four up in my Sprite
'cause I ain't me without it (without it)
Zooted and booted
Zooted and booted just like Cash Carti
(yeah) zooted and booted, zooted and booted
Gave your ho some Molly
Two floors, two floors
Crib got like two floors
Niggas try to run up on me, man
They need two more (two more)
Bad bitch, bad bitch, but I need one more
(one more)
Yeah, damn, then I poured a whole four

Out my two door, two door, two door
(run it back one more time)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
I'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
I'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah)
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah, yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door
I'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
Trappin' out my two door, two door, two door
(yeah) i'ma pull up
I'ma chop the roof on my two door (yeah)
I'ma pull up
I'ma pour a four inside my two ay
(yeah, yeah, what?)