Trap Star

Trap Star
I was trapping like a Trap Star
Might be trappin to hard
I got foreign hoes
Drippin my designer clothes
Cash to the vault
Run around if cash is involved
Trap Star
We was trappin to the stars
Still stuck with these scars
Yea my mind still spin
Smoke sum za I'll calm down
Think about how I'm winning
Pockets overflowing
Bitch you know I'm goated
Got the gold
Yea we going
Going up

Trap Star
I was trapping like a Trap Star
Might be trappin to hard
I got foreign hoes
Drippin my designer clothes
Cash to the vault
Run around if cash is involved
Trap Star
We was trappin to the stars
We was trappin to the stars
We got sticks with extendos
Never running outta ammo
Money coming in
That's called cash flow



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Ledet
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