Steve Nash

[Intro]
(Wave made it)

[Chorus]
Posted in the trap house, yeah, we got them bags (Bags)
Treat these hoes like Steve Nash, all we do is pass (Pass)
Blowing on exotic gas, I don't like to pass (Pass)
Nigga try to plot on me, leave him in the past (Buh)
Oh my God, Number (N)ine, Rick Owen on my ass (Oh my God)
Oh my God, model bitch look like Stacey Dash (Oh my God)
Told lil' shorty, "Show me a trick, I'm trying to see some ass" (See some ass)
Told lil' shorty, "Throw me a treat, I might throw this cash" (Throw this cash)

[Verse]
I keep me a knot (Knot), I keep me a thot (Thot)
Niggas say they active, they ain't really on the block (Okay)
Had to chill, I hit the cup, going crazy with the Wock' (Okay)
Diamonds on me and they hitting hard just like a rock (Okay)
Told your bitch, "This is a trap, can't hit you in this spot" (Spot)
She wanna pop a E pill, she want me to hit her spot (Spot)
They wanna ride this wave but they won't make it off the dock (Wavey, wavey)
Pull up off the lot (Smash), it's a paper tag (Yeah)
I keep lots of guap (Guap), bail money intact (Yeah)
Yves Saint Laurent ('Rent), three thousand my back (Yeah)
Cross a nigga out (Out), if he not my slatt (Yeah)
I'm too player, ask Steve Nash, I'm too player, ask your bitch (Yeah)
I could change the temperature with this ice on my wrist (Okay)
I could change the temperature with this heat on my hip (Okay)

[Chorus]
Posted in the trap house, yeah, we got them bags (Bags)
Treat these hoes like Steve Nash, all we do is pass (Pass)
Blowing on exotic gas, I don't like to pass (Pass)
Nigga try to plot on me, leave him in the past (Buh)
Oh my God, Number (N)ine, Rick Owen on my ass (Oh my God)
Oh my God, model bitch look like Stacey Dash (Oh my God)
Told lil' shorty, "Show me a trick, I'm trying to see some ass" (See some ass)
Told lil' shorty, "Throw me a treat, I might throw this cash" (Throw this cash)