Reppin' (feat. El Trapo)
(Jules made the beat, hoe)
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
Two Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
Fuck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Raised by the strap, I'm a son of a gun
Raised in the trap, so I ain't scared of nun'
Did seven figures and I still wasn't done
Made like two Mill', I haven't won
Gotta get back on my grind
Cause I ain't never stop, ayy
I suit up, I stand on shit
Y'all see through like a fantom is
I'm on the grind, that's how I live
I get on beats and I murder them
I got a cut, like a surgeon trim
Real parts, high life, I play with Franklins
Y'all be acting hard, but you fake, I'm positive
Everything I make is positive
I'm scared like Harry Potter is
My level tall like a monument
I'm signing Jesus shit
Y'all got a Messi bed
I signed a rapper, for you said
That's how you live, unfortunate
I just signed a ten thousand deal
It feels like it's permanent
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
Two Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
Fuck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
Two Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
Fuck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Raised by the strap, I'm a son of a gun
Raised in the trap, so I ain't scared of nun'
Did seven figures and I still wasn't done
Made like two Mill', I haven't won
Gotta get back on my grind
Cause I ain't never stop, ayy
I suit up, I stand on shit
Y'all see through like a fantom is
I'm on the grind, that's how I live
I get on beats and I murder them
I got a cut, like a surgeon trim
Real parts, high life, I play with Franklins
Y'all be acting hard, but you fake, I'm positive
Everything I make is positive
I'm scared like Harry Potter is
My level tall like a monument
I'm signing Jesus shit
Y'all got a Messi bed
I signed a rapper, for you said
That's how you live, unfortunate
I just signed a ten thousand deal
It feels like it's permanent
With my glock, Gilbert Arenas
Left the messy scene, boys who do clean up
Riding around town in a new beamer
Tense on the glass, can't see me John Cena
Jules hit me up, we got another hit
Two Headed Goat, we finna' moshpit
Like a Willy, you know we finna' pop shit
Jordan 11's, I had to go cop it
Broke ass niggas always talking so reckless
Spin the block once, leave your ass neckless
Bro driving around, in his new neckless
I die for respect, J's, and the neckless
The money, the gang and the fam'
They know I'm well respected
Blowing up is not what I expected
Used to walk around town in some Ace's
Fuck niggas, them be so basic
Used to cop some shoes, up at the playlist
Now my new kicks, I swear they is stainless
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Mcpherson
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