Palm Angels lyrics

[Chorus: Certified Trapper]
Burberry, Bape, Palm Angels, got all kinda sh*t
You old-ass n*ggas tryna catch up, can't compare to this
Ayy, it's too pretty white b*tches sittin' on my counter, b*tch
Runnin' through them chickens, so the plug know what time it is
Run a n*gga down in the new Travis Scott kicks
In the Zoom call talkin' numbers, finna rock some sh*t
Last f*ck n*gga played crazy had to die and sh*t
Everybody know Certified Trapper got that sh*t

[Verse 1: Certified Trapper]
Big Drac' on me, E-brake, this'll stop your whip
A lot of ho n*ggas talkin' down 'cause I knocked they b*tch
Hand-me-down watch and chain, boy, that's not your sh*t
Come across your body, I'ma put the red dot on it
Little-ass n*gga, what, you ain't heard?
You popped a pink ten? You scared of the Percs?
Boy, I'm flyin' through the wind, get your ass hurt
Ayy, two Glock 9s, this a twin
Flawless diamonds in my mouth and they dance
b*tch, you know I went to Johnny, spent them bands
Everything I got came from Johnny and it dance
b*tch, I got them G's, I ain't spend no damn advance
If I sh*tbag your ass, bet you get up on the stand

[Chorus: Certified Trapper]
Burberry, Bape, Palm Angels, got all kinda sh*t
You old-ass n*ggas tryna catch up, can't compare to this
Ayy, it's too pretty white b*tches sittin' on my counter, b*tch
Runnin' through them chickens, so the plug know what time it is
Run a n*gga down in the new Travis Scott kicks
In the Zoom call talkin' numbers, finna rock some sh*t
Last f*ck n*gga played crazy had to die and sh*t
Everybody know Certified Trapper got that sh*t
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Ayy, it's Babyfxce, if Trapper got that sh*t, you know I got it too
Paid seven for the jacket with apes on it, I got it out the zoo
Ayy, I'm tryna find some purple, what I gotta do?
Me and Trap certified with this sh*t, we show you how to move
Poured a four, then dropped a deuce
b*tch, I'm the one, I'm not the two
Y'all need to stop cappin' 'bout what you did to Fxce, you n*ggas Dr. Seuss
f*ck a Glock, when I'm out in public, I put the chop in Goose
Keep goin' 'round the circle touchin' n*ggas, I think the chop a goose
Dummy, if you ain't catch that, you a f*ckin' duck
The bullets in this gun'll take your head, you better f*ckin' duck
In the 'Cat racin' down the street and this b*tch a truck
They just sold a Scat, my money in the D, I'm finna pick it up

[Chorus: Certified Trapper]
Burberry, Bape, Palm Angels, got all kinda sh*t
You old-ass n*ggas tryna catch up, can't compare to this
Ayy, it's too pretty white b*tches sittin' on my counter, b*tch
Runnin' through them chickens, so the plug know what time it is
Run a n*gga down in the new Travis Scott kicks
In the Zoom call talkin' numbers, finna rock some sh*t
Last f*ck n*gga played crazy had to die and sh*t
Everybody know Certified Trapper got that sh*t