Trap Star

(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Yeah, ayy
Fuckin' it up, lil' baby, you a trap star
Last skit was a movie, nigga, that part, yeah
G-Block, nigga
Slo-Be Mode, nigga
Kasino World, nigga
Niggas know how we bummin', nigga

Ayy, ayy
Fuck it up, lil' baby, you a trap star
Last skit was a movie, nigga, that part, yeah
Shot a nigga in his shit for tryna act hard
I don't associate with niggas that don't kill niggas
Ain't never slip or rap about it, I don't feel niggas
I talk about the trenches in my songs 'cause I'm still in 'em, yeah
I caught one as an adolescence but don't feel different
Poured a four of Tris then dropped a pill in it
Keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the Gz, I don't lack
How the fuck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
Asked the killers 'bout me, in the county jail I'm on that
Don't hear me talkin' bout no gangster shit, you know my phone tapped

Out on bail on two ankles, feds tryna grab a nigga
Every time we lost one we hopped in load and grabbed a nigga
Can tell you that I got skits, you ain't gotta ask them niggas
He not a real donk, but it's funk so I'ma crash to get him
Walked in a bitch house with skeezy on
It's a fee to fuck with me
Can't argue with no sucker nigga, I know I done touched plenty
Don't send your lil' niggas to take pictures in the hood tell them bump with me
How you gon' troll me on the 'Gram I hit you with a six piece?
Can't tell me I ain't Damu, got scenes on that Crip street
Think I'm gon' fuck the ho and she ain't get a bag? Bitch, please
Left that nigga with a zipper then he went and dissed me
Finally popped the nigga I been droppin' on since I was fifteen
I pop another Tribe nigga I'm gon' stop rappin'
Only G nigga with blood on the 5 so, nigga, stop cappin'
Act like I don't got the drop, you know I got tactics
Got Dracy on me if they spin it do not matter

Ayy, ayy
Fuck it up, lil' baby, you a trap star
Last skit was a movie, nigga, that part, yeah
Shot a nigga in his shit for tryna act hard
I don't associate with niggas that don't kill niggas
Ain't never slip or rap about it, I don't feel niggas
I talk about the trenches in my songs 'cause I'm still in 'em, yeah
I caught one as an adolescence but don't feel different
Poured a four of Tris then dropped a pill in it
Keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the Gz, I don't lack
How the fuck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
Asked the killers 'bout me, in the county jail I'm on that
Don't hear me talkin' bout no gangster shit, you know my phone tapped