(Rippa on the beat, bitch)

Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Uh, ooh

Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
When you hear my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach
And if mine jump behind it, baby, I'm running
Baby, I'm bombin', tell me if you coming
Call me if you really wanna get high
You ain't gettin' nowhere with them other guys
They don't ever hold you down, they don't get you fly
Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky
Got the trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Oh, baby
(I don't wanna hear nothin')

'Cause I really got the dopest of the dopest
It make them hoes focus, she ridin' 'round hopeless
Like, where the dopeman? I really need the dopeman
Please don't take this pill without water, you might choke ma'am
When I say I'm outside, she say the door open
Walk up in her crib, in the bed, I get to poking
She get to screaming, her kids gonna wake up
I think it's the drugs she be takin' 'cause the

Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Oh, yeah

Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
When you hear my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach
And if mine jump behind it, baby, I'm running
Baby, I'm bombin', tell me if you coming
Call me if you really wanna get high
You ain't gettin' nowhere with them other guys
They don't ever hold you down, they don't get you fly
Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky
Got the trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Oh, baby (sex)
(I don't wanna hear nothin')
Yeah, yeah

Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear a damn nothing 'bout no money (no)
All a nigga tryna say is why you run from me? (Why you run?)
Hunt for me, every time the night come, grip the .40 and Bible
She text me and said the pussy on arrival
Told the promoters put the pussy on a rider
Fuck around and catch your girl, I'm a sniper
Ha, ha, hollow nose on my wiper (ha, ha)
Yeah, I caught her like a sniper (yeah, I caught her)
Yeah, red, red bottoms on arrival (red bottoms)
Yeah, yeah, scratch my back like we fighting (whoa)
Yeah, if he never had you, you my wife then (whoa)

Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
When you hear my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach
And if mine jump behind it, baby, I'm running
Baby, I'm bombin', tell me if you coming
Call me if you really wanna get high
You ain't gettin' nowhere with them other guys
They don't ever hold you down, they don't get you fly
Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky
Got the trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Oh, baby
(I don't wanna hear nothin')
Yeah, yeah

Baby girl, I know you high, baby, so am I
Give you everything I got, girl don't ask me why
Just relax your mind, baby
Just take your time, you got it, baby
I don't know how the hell we got this faded
Making a movie with my bitch, X-rated (sex)
And why you running from the dick? You playing
Girl, I can do anything, you name it
I want more
Entertain me some more
Come over, let's lay up
Smoke somethin', then let's fuck
She's falling in love (hey)

Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
When you hear my phone, leave them drugs in your stomach
And if mine jump behind it, baby, I'm running
Baby, I'm bombin', tell me if you coming
Call me if you really wanna get high
You ain't gettin' nowhere with them other guys
They don't ever hold you down, they don't get you fly
Red bottoms, she feel like she in the sky
Got the trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap, trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
Trap back jumping, I don't wanna hear nothing
I don't wanna hear nothin'

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Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Joshua Parker, Shane Lindstrom