Trapaholic Lyrics

Asah,Asah,Asah

Ebkbaby, I'm back, I'm better than ever

Riley got chrome hearts up on his sweater

These women know my heart cold likethe weather

1of1 nigga swear nobody better

I watch the douche drop up in my fanta

I got like 10 different hoe in that Atlanta

Yuh

10 different hoe in that Atlanta

I gang bang up on the streets

We push up active , you gon' hit defeat

Stop all that dissing, we all know you weak

Bring my chain back Lih hoe don't make me tweak

I'm with lil' Perc and he rockin' the alyx

Selfmade on me, my gang stay on fleek

I'm going up I'm reaching my peak , I'm going up, these niggas can't reach

Sniper on me lil' boy, don't you dare peek

I'm going out bad in the trap, serving bricks

He going out sad, tryna ask for a kiss

Like, nigga, come on, you better than this

I'm not gon' stop till they hear what I spit

So give me a minute, I'm talking my shit

Give me a minute, I'm talking my shit

Give me a minute, I'm talking my shit

Up in the stu , we juh cook in the booth

And my shawty stay mad, I juh don't got a clue

It's that time of the month, so she not in the mood

He rocking fake clothes, tryna look cool

EBK, baby, bang red not no blue blue

Heavy artillery we up the tool , emo thot she shaking ass in the coupe

Don't talk to me like that, like, nigga, who you