east coast youngin' fuckin' up the trap şarkı sözleri
Guess what, you don't have to like me
You don't have to like me
I'm still gunna get my dick sucked either way
I'm still gunna f*ck your daughter either which way
You don't have to like me
Welcome to Bangxr Records
Bitch we fuckin' up the trap, trap
Oh that girl your shorty, well i'm finna break her back, back
Pass lil bro a rock, you know he passin' back the cash, cash
Said he want the smoke, i beat his ass like Cactus Jake, Jake
I've been making moves like Walter White in Breaking Bad, Bad
Fuckin' that bitch like an animal
Flippin' her over, eat pussy like cannibal, on god
Pussy boy throwin subliminal's
Talk on my name but my choppa mechanical
Better make way when i come through
Better hide your girl, cause she finna get fucked too, ay
Knock his ass out with 1-2
Hit 'em one time, got 'em ducking when i come through
Ran through is bitch, on some NASCAR shit
Madagascar shit, she a long neck bitch
I just wanna f*ck bitch, i don't wanna f*ck with
All of that cuff shit, f*ck you bitch
I don't give a f*ck about you
Lil bitch i just want to f*ck you
Oh my f*ck, what the f*ck
Why are you so mad?
F*ck her, then i leave her
Like her deadbeat rapist dad
F*ck her with the lights off, cause she got an ugly face
Skinny waist, fat ass and them titties feeling great
I got bands and i made that shit off of Spotify and Soundcloud
She wanna f*ck so i dick her down, then kick her out of my house
666, devil on my wrist, R$b we run this town
Extended the glock, 30 in this clip if you wanna f*ck around
Bitch we fuckin' up the trap, trap
Oh that girl your shorty, well i'm finna break her back, back
Pass lil bro a rock, you know he passin' back the cash, cash
Said he want the smoke, i beat his ass like Cactus Jake, Jake
I've been making moves like Walter White in Breaking Bad, Bad
Yes i'm the best in my city, bitch go check the stats, stats
I've been making moves and i can see i got em mad, mad
Said he want the smoke, i pop out with extended mags, mags
Yes i wear designer, bitch, so come and check the tags, tags
Bitch, come and check the tags-tags-tags, tags
With a white bitch like okay-kay-kay, oh shit
She a babysitter when i nut up on her face, on her face
But i ain't changed man, still an asshole, in the same lane
Yeah, f*ck bitches i want fame
Gotta stay up to date with my fanbase
She a fangirl with a bad taste
So i had to nut on a bitch face
Kick her out like Sasuke
Spittin' fire like Natsu
Who's next up? Its ECY,
You thought wrong, Its not you
Best in SS, now i'm coming for YYC
Sayin' that you next up, but i know that shit hard to see
Said she wanna f*ck cause she see me flexin' bands on IG
Used to wear them chanclas, now it's Gucci, Louis on my feet
Bitch, come and check the tags-tags-tags
You need to come and check the tags-tags-tags
Bitch we fuckin' up the trap
Check my fucking Wrap-sheet and check my fucking stats
Bitch we fuckin' up the trap, trap
Oh that girl your shorty, well i'm finna break her back, back
Pass lil bro a rock, you know he passin' back the cash, cash
Said he want the smoke, i beat his ass like Cactus Jake, Jake
I've been making moves like Walter White in Breaking Bad, Bad
Yes i'm the best in my city, bitch go check the stats, stats
I've been making moves and i can see i got em mad, mad
Said he want the smoke, i pop out with extended mags, mags
Yes i wear designer, bitch, so come and check the tags, tags