Blap!
Oh my God, he's got a mask on!
Bitch, you know that I'ma get it, I'ma keep it moving
I keep proving, I'm the best, so mothafucka what you gonna do?
You don't really wanna wake a beast, daily flipping in the street
Got the trap jumping, vac seal on trampolines
Gotti with a beam, got him with smoke
Oh no, bringing it back, buss his ass once more
Got some Asians going loco, bumping Migos, they my friends
Hit you with a chopstick, glock sticking out the Benz
Tell me if you got like I got it (like I got it)
Tell me do you need some work (do you need some)
Bitch I'm been moving my product (my product)
Double up all my net worth (double up)
Oh I'm weird that's gossip (that's gossip)
Bitch I been greatness since birth (since birth)
Surprise mothafucka, I'm popping (I'm popping)
But take this hallow tip first, blap!
Boom trap (boom trap!)
I'm back (I'm back!)
That mask (that mask!)
That's me (that's me!)
Real G's (real G's!)
Move P's (move P's!)
Fuck you (fuck you!)
Pay me (pay me!)
Maybach (Maybach!)
Need three (need three!)
On God (on God!)
I'm king (I'm king!)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream
Dream, dream (dream, dream)
Fucking dream (dream, dream)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream (dream)
Dream, dream, dream
Fucking dream (I just)
Hold my my blunt real quick, word to wheezy, uh
Bitch I been back, 'bout to have another relapse
Oh God, I don't think they really gon need that
Oh God, hit 'em in joint, in the kneecap
Oh God, did I say God, yes, I mean that
Rap God, I'm the ones talking to you now
Choppa named Jesus, every one bow
King mothafucka, trap my way up to the crown (woo)
City John Snow, flip kilos, pounds
Bouncing mothafucking heads
On the fucking concrete
I'm a mothafucking animal
A mothafucking beast
Bouncing mothafucking heads
On the fucking concrete
I'm a mothafucking animal
A mothafucking beast
Yeah (oh my God, he's got a mask on)
In the streets, I don't to like to talk
Hit me on my signal, on my dust
What you want, what you need
Heard you talk bout beef, well my choppa hungry too
So my 44 ate, wait g, I'ma take his pounds too
I trap way more than you
Glock sneeze when boys talk hot chew
Wet you up, spit flame on you
Got your ass burnt boy
You hot chew, bless
AI and I'm Rafer with the Glock
I just step right over Lue
Hit you with my Jordan cross
Looks like you must have forgot
So I gotta say it twice
I'm the fucking Rap God
Everyone run for they life (now)
Tell me if you got like I got it (like I got it)
Tell me do you need some work (do you need some)
Bitch I'm been moving my product (my product)
Double up all my net worth (double up)
Oh, I'm weird that's gossip (that's gossip)
Bitch I been greatness since birth (since birth)
Surprise mothafucka, I'm popping (I'm popping)
But take this hallow tip first, blap!
Boom trap (boom trap!)
I'm back (I'm back!)
That mask (that mask!)
That's me (that's me!)
Real G's (real G's!)
Move P's (move P's!)
Fuck you (fuck you!)
Pay me (pay me!)
Maybach (Maybach!)
Need three (need three!)
On God (on God!)
I'm king (I'm king!)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream
Blap Boom Trap
Rap God named City, yeah
Bitch, you know that I'ma get it, I'ma keep it moving
I keep proving, I'm the best, so mothafucka what you gonna do?
You don't really wanna wake a beast, daily flipping in the street
Got the trap jumping, vac seal on trampolines
Gotti with a beam, got him with smoke
Oh no, bringing it back, buss his ass once more
Got some Asians going loco, bumping Migos, they my friends
Hit you with a chopstick, glock sticking out the Benz
Tell me if you got like I got it (like I got it)
Tell me do you need some work (do you need some)
Bitch I'm been moving my product (my product)
Double up all my net worth (double up)
Oh I'm weird that's gossip (that's gossip)
Bitch I been greatness since birth (since birth)
Surprise mothafucka, I'm popping (I'm popping)
But take this hallow tip first, blap!
Boom trap (boom trap!)
I'm back (I'm back!)
That mask (that mask!)
That's me (that's me!)
Real G's (real G's!)
Move P's (move P's!)
Fuck you (fuck you!)
Pay me (pay me!)
Maybach (Maybach!)
Need three (need three!)
On God (on God!)
I'm king (I'm king!)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream
Dream, dream (dream, dream)
Fucking dream (dream, dream)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream (dream)
Dream, dream, dream
Fucking dream (I just)
Hold my my blunt real quick, word to wheezy, uh
Bitch I been back, 'bout to have another relapse
Oh God, I don't think they really gon need that
Oh God, hit 'em in joint, in the kneecap
Oh God, did I say God, yes, I mean that
Rap God, I'm the ones talking to you now
Choppa named Jesus, every one bow
King mothafucka, trap my way up to the crown (woo)
City John Snow, flip kilos, pounds
Bouncing mothafucking heads
On the fucking concrete
I'm a mothafucking animal
A mothafucking beast
Bouncing mothafucking heads
On the fucking concrete
I'm a mothafucking animal
A mothafucking beast
Yeah (oh my God, he's got a mask on)
In the streets, I don't to like to talk
Hit me on my signal, on my dust
What you want, what you need
Heard you talk bout beef, well my choppa hungry too
So my 44 ate, wait g, I'ma take his pounds too
I trap way more than you
Glock sneeze when boys talk hot chew
Wet you up, spit flame on you
Got your ass burnt boy
You hot chew, bless
AI and I'm Rafer with the Glock
I just step right over Lue
Hit you with my Jordan cross
Looks like you must have forgot
So I gotta say it twice
I'm the fucking Rap God
Everyone run for they life (now)
Tell me if you got like I got it (like I got it)
Tell me do you need some work (do you need some)
Bitch I'm been moving my product (my product)
Double up all my net worth (double up)
Oh, I'm weird that's gossip (that's gossip)
Bitch I been greatness since birth (since birth)
Surprise mothafucka, I'm popping (I'm popping)
But take this hallow tip first, blap!
Boom trap (boom trap!)
I'm back (I'm back!)
That mask (that mask!)
That's me (that's me!)
Real G's (real G's!)
Move P's (move P's!)
Fuck you (fuck you!)
Pay me (pay me!)
Maybach (Maybach!)
Need three (need three!)
On God (on God!)
I'm king (I'm king!)
I just flipped my trap into a fucking dream
Blap Boom Trap
Rap God named City, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): David Citro
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