[Intro]
T-T-TgX on the beat
I be trappin' all day, now my feet hurt
We be sendin' bullets at your chest like wide receivers
Why you actin' hard? You think you the Grim Reaper?
But y'all really pus*y, really scary, Jeepers Creepers
[Chorus]
I be trappin' all day, now my feet hurt
We be sendin' bullets at your chest like wide receivers
Why you actin' hard? You think you the Grim Reaper?
But y'all really pus*y, really scary, Jeepers Creepers (b*tch)
[Verse 1]
Used to hide the pounds in the back of a freezer
Had them come to me and pick it up like Little Caesars
Smokin' on that gas, it be louder than a speaker
b*tch I need my money no-ow, I'm getting eager
I be putting miles on my backpack, need a new one
When I catch you lackin' up in traffic, you gon' get some
Your b*tch on my line, she wanna suck me like a dum-dum
I just dropped two racks up at the mall, a lil' some-some
Smokin' on Koala pack, it got my pockets fat, like, would you look at that?
Try to stain, that sh*t gon' click-clack-bang, I got you on the map
I hit the stove, I'm trappin' out the back, smoke wood like lumberjack
I get a bag, then pass it to the team just like a quarterback
[Chorus]
I be trappin' all day, now my feet hurt
We be sendin' bullets at your chest like wide receivers
Why you actin' hard? You think you the Grim Reaper?
But y'all really pus*y, really scary, Jeepers Creepers (b*tch)
[Verse 2]
Hunnid days, a hunnid nights, now I do that sh*t all year
Loud up in my blunt make me deaf, now I can't hear
b*tch, we sippin' lean, ain't no beer
Got me swervin', I can't steer
Makin' money, bread and butter
Movin' weight like John Deer
[Chorus]
I be trappin' all day, now my feet hurt
We be sendin' bullets at your chest like wide receivers
Why you actin' hard? You think you the Grim Reaper?
But y'all really pus*y, really scary, Jeepers Creepers (b*tch)