Still Trappin’ lyrics

[Intro]
Aye
(Go Grizz)
Yuh, woah, (Hitmaka)

[Verse 1]
This ain't OG, this just smoke and this sh*t Thrax for real
This the reason why I'm handsome and get so many bills
You the reason why you soft, and don't shoot to kill
You scream and shout, that I got packs, you don't know how to deal
Shoutout Durk, R.I.P Von, them n*ggas killed this beat
I got one b*tch riding top, and one rubbing my feet
Them n*ggas ain't shoot from far, watch me burn up the car
Call up Mykel, he ain't gon' tell, he know how to break the law
She suck it like a straw, I hit you with a paw, and introduce you to my saw
Don't care what you saw, I don't f*ck b*tches raw
I only bang crip, but f*ck it, I'll use your blood to draw
Laugh in your face, like ha, n*gga, you soft as f*ck
If I up my .45, then it's go time, b*tch, you better duck
You had a better chance at the Lotto, 'cause know yo' ass out of luck
I don't smash, I fingеr f*ck, free my n*gga Duck
I f*cked his ho, he mad as sh*t, I made his stеpsister stuck
I just pulled up in a truck, leave him orange, like Donald Trump
With this shotty, I'll show you just how much a woodchuck can really chuck, (grra grra grra)
Lately, I've been going dumb, these hoes be like
"So what?"
I stab him with AK's, show how deep my sh*t can really cut