Trap Star

Aye
Woke up, grabbed the strap, then I slid to the bank
Migo hopping out with a cup full of drank
I been turning up, aye, aye

Woke up, grabbed the strap, then I slid to the bank
Migo hopping out with a cup full of drank
I been turning up, give a fuck what you think, aye
Uh, grew up around dope dealers and the trap stars
Walk down, watch a nigga turn into a track star
First nigga try to play get hit with a AR

Boomed out, throwing money, pouring lean in the section
I rock double C's, not Celine when I'm stepping
I'm outside with a weapon
You ain't never spent 10K just to re-up
Never slide through the hood riding with your seat up
You riding with your bitch, I'm riding with my heater
Feel like niggas on my tail, gotta pick the speed up
In the spot bagging ounces, Doe got his feet up
My windows tinted when I'm driving, you can't even see us
I'm OT around the globe, niggas wanna be us
My section full of dope dealers and scammers
I'm OT riding around with a hammer
Put some money to the side in case you getting jammed up, aye
Say them shots rang off the last time they had ran up
They shot my OG, I made a call, picked my mans up
Pulling off, I'm pulling up, put your hands up

Woke up, grabbed the strap, then I slid to the bank
Migo hopping out with a cup full of drank
I been turning up, give a fuck what you think, aye
Uh, grew up around dope dealers and the trap stars
Walk down, watch a nigga turn into a track star
First nigga try to play get hit with a AR