Trap $hit

Ladies and gentlemen,
Welcome to Grind Season,
I'll be your host this evening,
Straight out of Baltimore, Maryland,
Its ya boy... Double G, yo.

Purped out cause I got the guap,
And them boys duck when they feel the shots,
My head so big that it look like the rock,
Flow so cold it resemble the mob,
Dissemble your squad no peas in the pod,
Pick you like a weed go and harvest the crop,
You see thru like a raindrop in the hotbox,
Flow outdated can't find it with my hotspot (hello),
Got the block hot like a trap house,
My own blueprint cause I mapped out,
Stay low key don't act out,
Bringing bars keeping everyone of y'all zapped out,
Raw like that icky you nah like it's iffy,
I'm coming hard no lube I'm sorry Mrs. Jiffy,
I roll up that sticky burn slow like a hippy,
Put on some cartoons then I bump Lil' Dicky haa!

Yeah on my grind,
Every single minute is another dollar sign,
And I've worked too damn hard not to get mine,
Homie came thru with some fresh moonshine,
So I'm fucked up and we faded,
My whole team sedated,
Supposed to drop this shit tomorrow,
Got every mother fucker just waitin',
They blowing my phone up for the link,
And I'm mixing double cups head deep in the sink,
Yo furred ain't the word I can barely think,
And it's a party foul if you don't finish your drink,
Cause no love ain't fake love its real shit from a real dude,
Stealing lyrics and them copied
Flows that ain't shit that real G's do,
So let me tell you what the fuck I mean,
Ayo keep your eyes off my fuckin screen,
Cause dawg you could never ever match my flow,
I'm a beast with this shit Johnny McEnroe,
Yo hit the plug for a couple bows,
Flipping knees like I'm Derrick Rose,
Spend it and I get it right back on the low,
Trying to tour around the country 20k for a show,
Stash it in the box let the money grow,
I'm in baggy sweats no funny clothes,
On my trap shit no dumby flow,
I got more green than that Gumby hoe whoa!
These mother fuckers always trying to
Front funny thing they ain't on my side,
20 g's with a full clip whipping turnt
As fuck thru the city on a big blunt ride,
Yeah we hazy A graded,
I'm feeling famous we made it,
That greatness yeah we gon' taste it,
No GTA but we wasted, we gone!
On the boards like I'm catching flights,
Roll with me you better bring the dice,
Blue bills yeah you know the price,
Oh eight Gucci full of ice,
Get what I mean like I'm fuckin your bitch,
Twenty percent on the dirty I'm rich,
Where I'm from we ain't scared of heaven,
Go and get it right back that's the only obsession!

Two minutes past midnight,
The whole squad bout to get right,
Blown til' six like the crack of dawn,
Took a mean ass shit on my neighbor's lawn,
Cause I hate that shit with a passion,
The ones who fuck the system just to cash in,
So deploy first then destroy her,
Go and dip into the stash that I keep for my lawyer,
Blast off go lightyears away,
Like the buzz on my swag your boys here to stay,
Need me on your side cause ill fuck up your day,
Rooftop advanced scope snipe you out in Blu-Ray,
In 8K blowing AK Cherry Pie that's a pay day oh okay,
Be a mainway on a raceway full of melee I'm the gateway oh no way,
Bitch take in my lines an eight ball,
Don't ignore the signs like its baseball,
Playing back my rhymes in all these hate calls,
But I'm chilling like a villain
About to go and swim the great falls, uhh!
Fuck these state laws and these great walls to protect me,
Put the city on my back like Jet Li,
And always keep my best friend above my left knee,
Cause I'm cash made fast paced eyes red like I'm Elmo,
Got my rhymes in your head like Velcro,
Souvenir for the kid up in the twelfth row,
Like uhhh yo, what's up fam?
Well I heard your new song and it put me in a trance,
Showed it to my mom and she flew away to France,
A single day a hundred K like she wanted in your pants,
Really sorry bro but that's just an effect,
Call it frequent flyer no will of intent,
No pills for the rent that's a false arrest,
You better call collect my business stay direct,
And I don't know what you mean you ain't speaking real low,
This ain't the time when my speech is real slow,
Perception that Depp like it's Johnny in blow,
And erasing that debt like anonymous ghosts,
Yeah I'm praying for my enemies they friends to me,
Cause they think that they're really offending me,
When I'm really everything that they pretend to be,
Give me a pen and see bitch its meant to be uhh!!

Yeah
Try and overlook me now muhh fucka!