Trap Star$
Yeah (Snickerdoodles!)
Another one (Drugs, narcotics)
Fuck is niggas talking 'bout?
Yeah (Got a whole half a pound in the booth right now!)
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch (Yeah)
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been trappin', all stackin', just tryna see mills
Let me a keep it a trill
All my niggas, they ratchet, they pack always keeping a steel
Babygirl, what's the deal?
Won't you get on ya knees, suck it with ease
Watch how I freeze, all these diamonds on me
I been ballin' on court, never passing from three
Rollin' up gas, pick it right from the tree
Wait, ran up the drip in my closet
I love a deposit, I ran me a bag up
Only keep racks in my pockets
Don't envy my profits, just get you a bag, son (What?)
Load up the clip in my choppa
No time for no drama, just spin it like llamas
Waving the stick like it's opera (Doo, doo, doo)
I love eating pasta, no mids in my ZaZa
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Another one (Drugs, narcotics)
Fuck is niggas talking 'bout?
Yeah (Got a whole half a pound in the booth right now!)
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch (Yeah)
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I been trappin', all stackin', just tryna see mills
Let me a keep it a trill
All my niggas, they ratchet, they pack always keeping a steel
Babygirl, what's the deal?
Won't you get on ya knees, suck it with ease
Watch how I freeze, all these diamonds on me
I been ballin' on court, never passing from three
Rollin' up gas, pick it right from the tree
Wait, ran up the drip in my closet
I love a deposit, I ran me a bag up
Only keep racks in my pockets
Don't envy my profits, just get you a bag, son (What?)
Load up the clip in my choppa
No time for no drama, just spin it like llamas
Waving the stick like it's opera (Doo, doo, doo)
I love eating pasta, no mids in my ZaZa
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
Taking ya shit, I call it imperial
Walk up in drip, on God, I'm not fearing you
Smokin' a zip, so high, I'm not hearing you
Fuck it and dip, no time for a bitch
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts
'Cause nigga, we Trap Stars
Y'all talking bullshit, y'all niggas don't got bars
We pull up in fast cars
Yeah, Ray got the lean and Stazks got the ice karts (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lamar Ii White, Harold Jerome Jr. Sullivan, Adonte Jerome Harrell
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