[Intro: Eastside Jody]
Whoa
I can’t even lie
Trappin till I die
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Run about that life
N***a don’t hear me [?]

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
[Verse1: Eastside Jody]
Why you wanted five of these get a cheap price
N***a jacket tan yeah we got China rock
A lot of gas for a bag charging 35
Meet me in the jungle n***a ride or don’t survive
Judge gave me 25 tried to take my life
I just hit the streets finna take flight
Put me in that dope hole I know how to grind
Yay’s seen my dough and they coming all night
Your girl gave me throat had me cumin all night
Power pots and baking soda trappin till I die
We used to be so broke mama [?]
Got you out them ‘parments and I went and bought you a house
Chapo got them bricks but i started with a house
Ain’t no pen bout that paper we gon’ have shit out
Chapo got them bricks but i started with a house
Ain’t no pen about that paper we gon’ air you out

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
[Verse2: Eldorado Red]
Trappin till I die we want them dead presidents
Two million at the condo hid in Fed evidence
Catch me in the kitchen with the bitch in the chicken
Selling all these white girls got their cocaine out here tricking
N***a fuck that bitch aye we getting it where I’m from
We selling bags of gas and moving swag where I’m from
Riding with them bangers we real fucking gangsters
Rado been like Musa so we put Wolf on retainer
Trapping all day since I been running hallways
Came a long way from catching them eight ball plays
See the streets and paved barns I’m a mothefucking don
Fuck all them n***as rest in peace my n***a Mark

[Chorus: Eastside Jody]
Baking soda, Cocoa Cola
I can’t even lie
Power pots and clothes hanger
Cooking up a pot
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Razzle dad, dog food
We got China rock
Why you wanted five of these
Get a cheap price
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die
Trappin till I die