Real trap nigga
That's how I came in it
Yeah, yeah (That me, Stonez?)
I was posted at the trap, nigga postin' on they phone trollin', tryna chase some clout
Nigga mad 'cause I'm a champ
Went from touchdowns on that field, but now them 'bows touchin' down
Nigga run off at the mouth, but don't know what they talkin' 'bout
Need to mind your business, bitch, still thumbin' through these Benjis
Still got the best ticket, in the 'Yami with some bitches
Wiz livin', don't forget it, we been ballin' on these niggas
I got pointers in my wrist and it's foreigns when I whip it
I just stashed a half a ticket, invest the rest in real estate
This rap shit, it be easy, but these niggas love to hate
This trap shit, it ain't easy, but I make it seem that way
Bad bitch, I'ma hit her, then I send her 'bout her way
You wanna cry up in your Honda or you wanna laugh and chill with stars?
Yeah, I know I set the bar, in the South, ridin' down Lamar
All my real trappers know you gotta back up when you park
In this game, you gotta be smart, how you think I made it far?
Yeah, I like to cop designer, but I really ran it up in Nike techs, I was grindin'
I just bought my bitch Chanel, I know old bitch prolly starvin'
Made this profit off of product, us or nothin', these niggas not us
Niggas mad because they time up
I was posted at the trap, nigga postin' on they phone trollin', tryna chase some clout
Nigga mad 'cause I'm a champ
Went from touchdowns on that field, but now them 'bows touchin' down
Nigga run off at the mouth, but don't know what they talkin' 'bout
Need to mind your business, bitch, still thumbin' through these Benjis
Still got the best ticket, in the 'Yami with some bitches
Wiz livin', don't forget it, we been ballin' on these niggas
I got pointers in my wrist and it's foreigns when I whip it
I been beatin' down the block, every day, I'm still servin', nigga
Grip the wheel tight and use my blinker, I ain't swervin', nigga
Like my nigga Wiz said, I need my money urgent
And it really hurt my soul, my dog ain't wake up from that surgery, nigga
Nigga hatin' on me, l ain't trippin', I'm gettin' money
Let me find out who your bitch is, put this big dick in her stomach
They keep bringin' up my past 'cause I was in high school runnin' for hundreds
If you fast forward right now, I got hundreds on top of hundreds
I was posted at the trap, nigga postin' on they phone trollin', tryna chase some clout
Nigga mad 'cause I'm a champ
Went from touchdowns on that field, but now them 'bows touchin' down
Nigga run off at the mouth, but don't know what they talkin' 'bout
Need to mind your business, bitch, still thumbin' through these Benjis
Still got the best ticket, in the 'Yami with some bitches
Wiz livin', don't forget it, we been ballin' on these niggas
I got pointers in my wrist and it's foreigns when I whip it
Real trap nigga
That's how I came in
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