Donald Trump lyrics

[Intro]
Ricky!
It's in the trunk (Yeah, yeah)
Pop the trunk and let you meet lil' Donald Trump (Pop it)

[Verse]
I got thirteen hammers, need a reason why
I should clap a n*gga, send 'em in the sky
All you rapper n*ggas finna run and hide
I got that yoppa, pus*y n*ggas finna die
Got a choppa, call it Donald Trump
'Cause it's loud as f*ck and it hate n*ggas
Got some llamas, leave 'em in the trunk
Call 'em fishin' rods and you the bait, n*gga
Yeah, my name is Lil Nas
b*tch, never call me Lil Naz
'Cause if you do, I promise you
I'm comin' through and I'm bustin' ass
Got a lot of cash in the stash
If you touch that, then you getting splashed
Got a bad b*tch with a thick ass
She a stripper ho, yeah, she get cash
My flow incredible
Swae Lee; unforgettable
pus*y n*ggas keep talkin' sh*t
I'ma have 'em singin' to the medicals
I don't f*ck with no federals
f*ck 12, them n*ggas terrible
They set you up, yeah, I know what's up
So I keep it tucked and accessible
Yes, I'm in college
I'm smart as f*ck, here come my degree
Don't let that knowledge
Fool you, boy, yeah, I know the street
Could've been a alcoholic
Poppin' mollies, all I smoke is weed
I'm so hyperbolic
It's hydraulics on my f*ckin' Jeep
Wait, I mean my damn Lamborghini
I do it big, never did it teeny
Bad b*tch, polka dot bikini
Shootin' n*ggas, like eeny, meeny
Miny, moe, catch a f*ck boy by his toe
Take his ho
If he talk sh*t, let it blow
Leave that n*gga six feet below (*gunshot*)
Shoot a pus*y n*gga like— *gunshot*
Pull up on 12 like— *three gunshots*
Ain't no pretendin', all my n*ggas winnin'
We trendin', we sendin' them— *three gunshots*
Pick up the Glock, nine on the dock
Blow your sh*t up, like we up in Iraq
Sellin' them rocks, I Milly Rock
You n*ggas can't rap, go get back to your job