Gucci Mane, OJ da Juiceman - Make Tha Trap Say Aye lyrics

Ayy ayy ayy ok ok juicy gucci juicy gucci
Half a brick, half a
Brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi
Ayy ayy ayy ok ok ok
Ayy ayy so icey entertainment

Quarter Brick, half a brick
Whole brick (Aaay)
Quarter pound, half a pound
Whole pound (Okay)
100 pillz, 1000 pillz, servin major weight
JuiceMan and Gucci Mane make the trap (Aay)

I'm twerkin birds in so we workin
Packin a truck stop to train a back in
We big flip jug we tote it off the forklift
The way my plug kick ya think he
Had a black belt
My scale so big big boy can weight
It's damn self
2000 pounds of mid I sold dat shit my
Damn self
Washer full of cash dryer full of X pillz
Red rag in my pocket same color my vette is
My number lower than a ese from texas a
Quarter mil in da mail is an investment
A sniper rifle like a soldier in the desert
A eagle on me boy I'm known to tote a
Desert i sack a ounce up before I sold a
Record
He won't a brick I told him meet me by
The checkers
I sack a pound up before I sold a record
He want a bet I told him meet me by
The checkers

I'm boomin I'm buggin I'm termin all the
Baites rap game ezy but da dope game gravy
Young juice man and my life is the japerz
With stupid fruity crazy swag jumpin in
Yo lader banana donk chevy interior like the
Lakers
Lebron james wrist when I'm fuckin with
Yaper
Hit the trap, stay down watch the paper
Wake up
Boomin out da house and J askin for a waiter
(half a brick whole brick got
Me buyin jacobs bourbon
Shoes walkin in da head and da gators)