Still Trapping

Back to back suburbans, I be moving like the president
Seen my partners run off on the cops, it ain't no catching them

You know that I'm still trapping
I call that shit give and go
Rapper but I'm still active
Got me in a different mode
I been tryna run it up, two hundred off this rap shit
Every single song, it ain't no cap shit

I paint all my dodgers blue
Mama went and copped a coupe
Asked if I can really sing, I told her that I kinda do
Brodie not gon speak about it
Gun on me, can't be without it
Run up we gon see about it
Rollie, all you see is diamonds

Ran it up a couple mill
I made that up off the muscle
Waiting for my record deal
I'm just tryna pay the hustle
Days that I was struggling, I ain't cap I really came from nothing
Brodie nem was shocked when I first made a hundred

Black suburbans back to back
I'm just tryna stack the racks
Zooming in a cadillac
Got my shit all paid in cash

She know I got money on me
So she coming on me
If I like her put a rollie on her
Get whatever from me

When I'm in it I still push the button
So I know she coming
Get a different type of feeling from it
Take her out to London

Me and brodie really came from nothing
So we made a hundred
It was hard to get paid a budget
Had to make us something

You know that I'm still trapping
I call that shit give and go
Rapper but I'm still active
Got me in a different mode
I been tryna run it up, two hundred off this rap shit
Every single song, it ain't no cap shit

Pulled up in a Maybach
Windows laid back
Tryna tell me I can't say that
This shit pay back
See the roof, I gotta raise that
Gotta raise tax
Hundred mill, I already paid that



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Writer(s): Aayan Ahmad
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