Trap King Lyrics

Ayy, I just clocked in right now, about to give y'all some Young Rich Real Shit

Check the weather and, I think it's supposed to rain blues

You must be broke cause you really rock the same shoes

You a snake bro, you finna have to change crews

Tryna hop on this wave, get a lame cruise

Ayy, bitch, you can't ride this shit

Feel like I'm Earhart bitch, I'm on my fly shit

I'm in the hoodie like I'm boogie playin' my shit

You not a main bitch, you really a side chick

Ayy, I'm a trap lord

I be paranoid, I don't got a back door

She was tryna bring her friend, it's a fat whore

Shut up, bitch, you ain't gotta ask more

I be runnin' packs up, I'm a traplete

Stay countin' numbers up, not a math geek

Man, a cop pulled me over in my bag reek

I don't do the talkin', you can check the stat sheet

Yeah, I'm finna ball out like NBA

If you coppin' off me, make you sign an NDA

Shit, I'm all about drugs like the FDA

I don't sleep cause my money up every day (fact)

I serve it fast let's get furious

Said you got no money, bitch, is you serious (broke boy)

And she strip for the George, like she curious

Goin' crazy for the H2O, she delirious (why)

Bitch, cause I put some Molly in it

Ain't no Christmas spirit in my lean, put Jolly in it (ayy)

Ugly bitch want my number, I forgot my digits (what)

Bro, you ain't never put the strap, you just fidget (broke)

Yeah, life's not a game show

You not gon' live if you can't let your chain go (bitch)

Different color drank in my cup like a rainbow (damn)

Hit it with my arm and hammer, bitch, where the stain go

She goin' up and down on dick like a seesaw (damn)

All these horses in the whip sayin' yeehaw

She was askin' for the coke, gave her seasalt

You got shot when it's dark, that's the beam's fault

Shit, I couldn't even see

Why you tryin' to act like someone you wouldn't even be (why)

Said it's fucked the police, feel like Eazy-E (bitch)

Put you in the air, bitch, there's no BnB

I was makin' plays, you was playin' Fortnite (bitch)

Not gon' cuff ho, I'mma need it more tight

Said you swimmin' like a shark, you a poor white

Modelboy's finna blow, that's some foresight

Ayy, shit, just had to let you know

Heart frozen like she Elsa, I had to let her go

Steve Kerr in this bitch, how I keep a pro

Modelboy's a volcano, how we finna blow

Yeah, spittin' heat like some lava

My bitch don't ask for dick, she want Prada

Ronny, boutta roll a spliff straight grabba

Said you was gettin' money and I see nada

Yeah, bitch, I don't see a thing

Five plus rounds with that bitch, broke her bed spring

I don't fight, but I know for sure that my mans swing

I'm master pack flipper, bitch, I'm the trap king

Young, that's some young, rich, real shit, bitch