TRAP GOD
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•6 days ago
Verse 1: I be switching lanes in the foreign whip Got a bad lil' shawty on my hip Got the money and the power, no slip I be grinding hard, ain't no time to trip I be stacking up the cash, no cap Haters talking down, but I ain't gonna dap I be moving in silence, no chat I be making moves, no looking back I be on top, ain't no competition I be killing tracks, no intermission I be shining bright, no superstition I be flexing hard, no inhibition I be counting racks, no doubt I be living life, no drought I be running the game, no route I be switching lanes, no clout I be switching lanes, no time for games Haters talking trash, but they all the same I stay on top, never gonna flop Stacking up my paper, never gonna stop Cruising down the street, feeling so elite Money on my mind, grinding to the beat I hustle hard, I grind harder Never backing down, I'm a born starter I'm in my zone, in my own lane Sipping on some Henny, feeling no pain I'm a beast, I'm a savage Got the game on lock, call me the package I'm the king of the city, ruling the streets All eyes on me, I can't be beat I'm on fire, burning up the track Switching lanes, ain't no looking back
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Verse 1: I be switching lanes in the foreign whip Got a bad lil' shawty on my hip Got the money and the power, no slip I be grinding hard, ain't no time to trip I be stacking up the cash, no cap Haters talking down, but I ain't gonna dap I be moving in silence, no chat I be making moves, no looking back I be on top, ain't no competition I be killing tracks, no intermission I be shining bright, no superstition I be flexing hard, no inhibition I be counting racks, no doubt I be living life, no drought I be running the game, no route I be switching lanes, no clout I be switching lanes, no time for games Haters talking trash, but they all the same I stay on top, never gonna flop Stacking up my paper, never gonna stop Cruising down the street, feeling so elite Money on my mind, grinding to the beat I hustle hard, I grind harder Never backing down, I'm a born starter I'm in my zone, in my own lane Sipping on some Henny, feeling no pain I'm a beast, I'm a savage Got the game on lock, call me the package I'm the king of the city, ruling the streets All eyes on me, I can't be beat I'm on fire, burning up the track Switching lanes, ain't no looking back
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