Trappin Again lyrics

[Intro: MongoBands]
(Bofino on it, you ain't know?)
Yeah
Come on
Uh, let's go
Yup

[Chorus: MongoBands]
Woah
Trappin' it out, goin' crazy, exotic up in every 'bow
How to get to the cash, man, I ain't even know
How to grow up a little, ain't starvin' no more (Nope)
Woah
I ain't had sh*t, I remember you? No
I was rock bottom, way under the floor
Everything kinda changed, I could buy me a store (Buy me a store)
Woah
Ridin' 'round through my city, just gettin' to the dough (Skrrt)
I'm somethin' like the best and I know that for sure
I ain't nothin' like the rest 'cause these n*ggas for show (I ain't nothin' like the rest of these n*ggas)
Woah
I hеard that they talk and don't live by the codе
I'm keepin' my distance, don't give me that cold
A whole bunch of shooters around me on go

[Verse 1: MongoBands]
Watch your foot in the spot 'cause it's pounds on the floor (Watch that sh*t)
A whole bunch of hate, so I know how it go
Don't need me no love, I just need me a 'bow (Uh-uh)
I don't want no fans, I just want support
Everything that I do, gotta do for my folks (Yup)
I can't even take no pictures, they watchin' them posts (Yup)
My lil' n*gga sixteen with them exotic loads (Yup)
We ain't holdin' out sh*t, everything gotta go
I'm somethin' like the best, ain't nothin' like the rest
He said that he steppin', put him to the test
I'm tryna put me a n*gga to rest
I'm just chasin' the check, b*tch, I hope I don't wreck
f*ck 'bout your vest, he gon' aim at your neck
We ain't hit all of them, we come back for the rest (Yup)
I do what I want and you do what you can
I don't even like to rap, b*tch, I feel like the man
I was broke as a b*tch and you wouldn't understand
That's why I go hard every time that I can
If this sh*t don't work out, back to trappin' again
I'm with all of my n*ggas, pop you like a Xan'
He got left where he at, you could say he ain't ran
I ain't worried 'bout them b*tches, I'm worried 'bout them bands
[Verse 2: Big Scarr]
Bands, woah (Woah), woah (Woah), Frozone (Let's go)
Too-too many racks, I can't hold up my pants
They like, "That n*gga Scarr, he back at it again"
Shooters come through in a 4MATIC Benz
I ain't talkin' ballet, all they know is let's spin
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no friends
b*tch, I'm countin' blue faces, got paper cuts all in my hand
Don't think it's sweet 'cause I rap, I'll pull this b*tch out
With the Glock, walk him down with a grin
Free all my n*ggas that's locked in the pen'
Do this sh*t off the head, no, I don't need a pen
And I been peepin' the fakin' and snakin'
I see all the hate through these Cartier lens
In this life full of sin
They pray I don't make it, I hope that I win
All by myself, b*tch, I stand on my ten
If rappin' don't work, I'm back trappin' again

[Chorus: MongoBands]
Woah
Trappin' it out, goin' crazy, exotic up in every 'bow
How to get to the cash, man, I ain't even know
How to grow up a little, ain't starvin' no more (Nope)
Woah
I ain't had sh*t, I remember you? No
I was rock bottom, way under the floor
Everything kinda changed, I could buy me a store (Buy me a store)
Woah
Ridin' 'round through my city, just gettin' to the dough (Skrrt)
I'm somethin' like the best and I know that for sure
I ain't nothin' like the rest 'cause these n*ggas for show (I ain't nothin' like the rest of these n*ggas)
Woah
I heard that they talk and don't live by the code
I'm keepin' my distance, don't give me that cold
A whole bunch of shooters around me on go
[Outro]
(Bofino on it, you ain't know?)