Trappin monk

My Boy right here he tweakin his a lil bitch yes sir I'm on the lead we be trappin wit beavers Feel like punk monk"cuz"niggas done pleasing Got me a fast car "yeah"niggas go speeding. I be on all kinds of Louis YungCarti twickin , she got me sticky sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah Trapin stay strapped stacking em bags yeah smashing your old lady smoking on what you call it yeah yeah woah Alexander McQueen, I just Dior my feet We be shootin em films She wan be in the scene She wan play with my Team boy my jewelry so mean I just sip on the lean, and I tell her salute, She go stay wit the lute Moving wit my goons Play that pussy, before I Cook me some tunes Still riding wit a glock and Loaded N it cocked When I see me a oops,head Shot we up the score House we up the flow House party we up the floor Movin like a metrixz Nigga where you get your racks from No tricks off your sleeve You gon bleed wit the stick Yeah I'm on the lead We be trappin wit beavers Feel like punk monk"cuz"Niggas done pleasing Got me a fast car "yeah"Niggas go speeding. I be on all kinds of Louis Y'Carti twickin , She got me sticky Sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah Trapin stay strapped Stacking em bags yeah Smashing your old lady Smoking on what you call it yeah yeah woah I'm on the lead We be trappin wit beavers Feel like punk monk"cuz"Niggas done pleasing Got me a fast car "yeah"Niggas go speeding. I be on all kinds of Louis Y'Carti twickin , She got me sticky Sleep in Metrix rollin go crazy yeah Trapin stay strapped Stacking em bags yeah Smashing your old lady Smoking on what you call