CEO Trayle – NOLA Clap (Instrumental) (Prod. By Chi Chi & Section 8)

[Intro]
(What’s happenin’, Chi Chi?)
Skrrt, let’s go
Yeah
Big Backdoor shit, uh
(Section 8 straight cooked this motherfucker up)
Backdoor, Big old Backdoor
Yeah Big Backdoor, nigga

[Verse 1]
I’m a firearm specialist (Firearm)
I was in the Ghost like an exorcist (I was in the ghost)
I was in her throat, she was catching it (I’m in her throat)
Long as I know it, every bankroll god blessing me
The block I’m from is treacherous, no exiting (Bih)
Wockhardt, medicine, aye, aye (Wokhardt)
Percocet, bitch know that she ain’t better than
Stupid ass bitch, you should’ve never left your man (Stupid ass bitch)
Bombing shit, Afghanistan
Gave that bitch some money, she didn’t have no plan
I just want to make some maximize (Maximize)
Nigga wanna’ cap again (Cap)
Damn, R.I.P. to Cap (Cap)
Nigga wanna’ bap again (Bap)
GTA, I seen the map (G)
Thirty shots, I’m averaging (Brrra)
Exotic weed packaging (Za)
I just wanna’ trap again (Trap again)
Damn, I’m so motherfucking rich now (Too rich)
Earlier I was with this bitch, I’m with another bitch now (Another bitch)
Heavy Audemars, can’t help but hold my wrist down (Wrist)
Real shady, slimy, you wasn’t A, you still tryna’ be my lady
Bitch you fucking crazy (What?)
[Chorus]
On the back block, that’s where we was posted at (Back block)
Got a 5.7, shoot that with no kickback (Brra buh)
Strapped up to my shoulders, my shoulders strapped (strap)
Draco, thunderclap, that’s that NOLA clap

[Verse 2]
Boy you so fucking bap, you know you bap (So fuckin bap)
I just left up out the trap, dropped the cocaine tabs (Just left up out the trap)
Once you gone no coming back
Codeine make my soda flat (Flat)
Shooting at his feet, he do jumping jacks (Brr)
Uh, bitch you think I want you, I don’t even want your ass
They say “Trayle I ain’t gon’ front you, you ain’t coming back” (“I can’t front you”)
She said “babe I really want you” bitch get fucking back (Get back)
707 nigga, this a fucking Track (Skrt)
Chop this shit down, C4 lumberjack
Holdup nigga, stop this shit now, nigga run it back (Stop this shit now)
Big back door start talking now they tryna’ take it in (Take it in)
Understanding everything I’m saying note-taking (Notes)
My lil town bruh, he was faking (In my hood)
I’m tryna’ change that bitch like she said she taken (Change her damn life)
Take a trip, go to Jamaica, blend in with Jamaicans (In Jamaica)
Bitch suck the balls, dick on the daily, say I’m too persuasive (Persuasive)
Asking all these questions, nigga is you an agent (Yeah)
I thought you was my buddy, I knew you was hating (Thought you was)
Aye, baguettes on me they flooded
I still highspeed the bacon (Yeah)
Might die from all these chains choking me, I’m suffocating (Ima dye)
Call when you at the gate then (Yeah)
[Chorus]
On the back block, that’s where we was posted at
Got a 5.7, shoot that with no kickback
Strapped up to my shoulders, my shoulders strapped
Draco, thunderclap, that’s that NOLA clap