Meantime ft. crashoutbando Lyrics

I was whippin' in the trap

I was makin' money, flippin' fuckin' packs till I made it out

Baby, I got rich off rap

Makin' money, spittin' all my feelings on a damn song

I know she toxic by the way she look me in my eyes

I can hear the devil comin' out of her through her lies

But it's alright, it's fine

I'ma make my bag regardless in the meantime

Bitch, I put in work and you know that it's a fact

I keep makin' money, I don't need to flip a pack

I remember doin' fuckin' Xans with the Act

I remember when these bitches didn't text me back, no

I remember I was fuckin' broke, they didn't want me, no

I remember sippin' on the lean, so slow

I remember I was on the cocaine, though

I remember I was takin' X for fun

Got addictions and I face them

Face to face with all of my fuckin' demons

I don't give a fuck, I left the bitch screamin

Huh, I'ma hit it from the back

Huh, I'ma keep makin' racks, I'ma keep flippin' packs

I'ma make all my money out the trap

I don't need a fuckin' hoe, that's a fact

I'ma get my money, yeah, yeah

I was whippin' in the trap

I was makin' money, flippin' fuckin' packs till I made it out

Baby, I got rich off rap

Makin' money, spittin' all my feelings on a damn song

I know she toxic by the way she look me in my eyes

I can hear the devil comin' out of her through her lies

But it's alright, it's fine

I'ma make my bag regardless in the meantime

Yeah, she a devil up in that red dress

Regardless, I've been flippin' those packs

Tryna make it out of that damn trap

With the Glock on my lap, they don't know about that

Whippin' work like I'm Bobby Brown

All the thots wanna fuck on me now

I remember when they told me rap wouldn't work

Now look at me flex a damn band

On they broke ass, on they broke ass

Watch me flex a band

On they broke ass, on they broke ass

Watch me flex a band all on they broke ass

Now they wish they could be me

But in fact, if they tried

What I did

That shit wouldn't work at all, at all

I was whippin' in the trap

I was makin' money, flippin' fuckin' packs till I made it out

Baby, I got rich off rap

Makin' money, spittin' all my feelings on a damn song

I know she toxic by the way she look me in my eyes

I can hear the devil comin' out of her through her lies

But it's alright, it's fine

I'ma make my bag regardless in the meantime

I was whippin' in the trap

I was makin' money, flippin' fuckin' packs till I made it out

Baby, I got rich off rap

Makin' money, spittin' all my feelings on a damn song

I know she toxic by the way she look me in my eyes

I can hear the devil comin' out of her through her lies

But it's alright, it's fine

I'ma make my bag regardless in the meantime