Your Trappers Favorite Trapper

Rocking fear Of GODS Cause only thing that I fear is GOD Clarity is VS1's These diamonds cleaner than a nun These niggas wanna shake my hand But really they some fucking fans I got these new Gucci on It's hard to do the running man Niggas running wit the hype Vlone wit the off white I was rocking prada back then Never did mikes Doing What I fucking like Fucking who the f*ck i like Niggas had the hoop dreams but then i went n grabbed the mic Custom all the ice These niggas learning how to grind off of memes Gotta keep it trill these niggas ain't keep it real Like it seem Had to put on credit these racks be fucking up ah nigga jeans Birds of a feather You as real as the niggas on ya Team I went home n I was shagging Went to the hood n I was dragging Got these diamonds on dancing Niggas think that I went platinum No I'm not ya average rapper I'm your trappers favorite Trapper Diamonds on me dancing They Chris brown Not Michael Jackson What that mean Them bitches hitting Don't need flash on the pictures Either ya real or ya fake Ain't no middle Ain't no mixture Just because you ain't the boss don't mean that it's going stay that way My nigga about get 100 mill off a fade away Like a back wood wit 4 grams bitch I’m fully loaded My neighbors thought i had a lion nah That’s just my motor You know kush is my cologne That’s my favor Oder I only moved that draymond green Not that Lamar Odom Ain’t worried bout bitches We keep em coming Get outta ya feelings n Get some money Get up on yo trap N stop being cruddy I don't know who yo is I don't f*ck wit buddy Don’t care bout niggas My bitches Love me F*ck all the judges Tell em GOD JUDGE me F*ck em we ball Till the law coming Straight to the top And we all coming