Trapstar

I got all this two tone amiris in my drip
Money on my mind I can never stress a bitch
Yea I got a bag so she all up on my dick
Smoking on exotics got the runts all in my clip
I got all this two tone amiris in my drip
Money on my mind I can never stress a bitch
Yea I got a bag so she all up on my dick
Smoking on exotics got the runts all in my clip

She know that I trap so she calling me a star
I got 6 flows so she know that I go hard
I just hit the last 4 swiping off the card
She call me a rock star playing this guitar
Niggas got the glock but he know he cannot tote
Call me a finesser I spent bands all on a coat
She know that I twirl so she tryna call me folk
You can call me pop,see a nigga get the smoke
Hopping in the coupe know I'm switching lanes
Shawty give me brain going insane
I just want the money I'm like fuck the fame
Fuck your ex nigga know that he a lame

I got all this two tone amiris in my drip
Money on my mind I can never stress a bitch
Yea I got a bag so she all up on my dick
Smoking on exotics got the runts all in my clip
I got all this two tone amiris in my drip
Money on my mind I can never stress a bitch
Yea I got a bag so she all up on my dick
Smoking on exotics got the runts all in my clip



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Writer(s): Obiora Ezekwe
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