Sport

I was trapping like a sport
Now I'm blasting off in a foreign
Nationwide like I'm touring
Got more rings than Jordan
Benz running like a Porsche
That is a whole lot of horses
I'm on they ass no remorse
Felt like my hand was forced

I made a band today
I'm too fly can't land today
Niggas be in the way
Hotbizzle need a bigger plate
Say that they ran up a bag huh
Well it must be done ran away
I'm still at the trap
working hard as slave
Feeling like a fuck a vacation
Dirty nigga with a clean brick
Bet yo lil bit wanna jump on my dick
Niggas acting tell em stick to the script
Rappers capping y'all believing that shit
For real offset set rims on the Benz they wanna know how much did I spend
You can tell I been getting it in but I ain't got nothing to lend

I was trapping like sport
Now I'm blasting off in a foreign
Nationwide like I'm touring
Got more rings than Jordan
Benz running like a Porsche
That is a whole lot of horses
I'm on they ass no remorse
Felt like my hand was forced

Spin the block like a madman
Leave a hater by a trash can
Mailman brought the bags in
I eat off the top and the back end
It's obvious boys is lacking
Bet I can teach you how to stack it
Spot jumping like jack in the box
I'm militant got a tactical Glock
Trap built like a fort
I'm balling on and off the court
Sack coming from the port
Niggas done stick em with a fork
Oh they trying to copy my moves
Bet you can't do what I do
You cannot walk in my shoes
I promise they don't have a clue
I do not mean to be rude
But you bitches looking confused
I done ran off with your lil boo
And left her ass wet as a pool

I was trapping like a sport
Now I'm blasting off in a foreign
Nationwide like I'm touring
Got more rings than Jordan
Benz running like a Porsche
That is a whole lot of horses
I'm on they ass no remorse
Felt like my hand was forced

Real deal hustler with a horse
G suwoo me down of course
Shift on that stick he a Porsche
Won't need another I'm the whole course
Get behind me yea he endorse
Super hot fire light me up torch
Greedy lil Bitch I need my fork
Intellectual brain he a dork
Real deal genjitsu force
Itachi no remorse
Two piece her I enforce
Separate her soul divorce
Thick slim waist no torse
Too raw the natural source
Read a nigga soul read a soul
Run em down like a sport

I was trapping like a sport
Now I'm blasting off in a foreign
Nationwide like I'm touring
Got more rings than Jordan
Benz running like a Porsche
That is a whole lot of horses
I'm on they ass no remorse
Felt like my hand was forced



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Writer(s): Jomo Griffin
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