Schizophrenic Traplord

Josh Coleman Trap Trap Trap Lord Lord Trap Trap Cutting through my work I got it sawed off Rico need the keys In the corridor Black civics spinning in the back with the foreigners Head shot Head shot Till they call the Coroner Fast Fast Press on the gas Twin Berettas Close to the stash If he shoots first I bet I will crash But he won't Bet he won't He won't do shit Cause I'm crazy like him The friend of my enemy ain't friendly with a bullet inside him Chopper start singing like Adele Got his head rolling in the deep Till the clip fell I got big bills Washington's in my pocket like I'm Denzel Heard he want smoke Better come inhale He scared Cause I'm coming for his head He's an op I better bring Havoc Nigga talking like he want static Hole in his chest Make him asthmatic Motty came around caught him lacking He's dead, dead Pumped with the lead 2 Hail Mary's Paramedics tried to save him sadly Grimm Reaper around the body Like it's Billy and Mandy Mothafuckas thought they Macho Like Randy Savage I bring the package To the location Got zoes around me cause I'm fucking Haitian Veye pou yo Yo pa gen pasyans Mwen ce on general trap lord War on drugs got nothing on me Step in the room Never getting cold feet Only god can judge me Tatted on my gold teeth The streets is mine one can never cross me Trap Trap Trap Trap Imma Trap Trap Trap Imma Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Trap Imma Trap Trap Trap Trap Lord