Untitled Song
• Written by KingTrap
Ayye
Sip so much lean my kidney need a hearse,
I ain't no lil herb but I'll still put u to the dirt,
Do it for the gwop, yeah I love my work,
Flippin thru these bands ya my wrist gunna hurt,
Ate the food on my plate,
It's time for dessert,
She keep textin my phone she a damn flirt,
Talkin to me like she cursed
and I'm the fuckin cure,
Like damn, tell her to stop blowin me up fuck,
I need a milli in my bank fuck,
I feel like this rap game a race,
And I need first place,
Not gunna stop till 6 digits hit my fuckin bank,
Nobody can keep up to this pace,
Turn up The volume,
Bump that bass ,
Smokin on this loud feel like I'm floatin in space,
Sippin on this dirty sprite,
Damn I luuh the taste,
Doubled up cups,
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KingTrap
Member since May 26 2014