Traplete lyrics

by

K$upreme


[Intro]
(Neco 'bout to shoot y'all)
Man, I just keep snappin' for real
No bullsh*t, n*ggas just not putting in no effort no more

[Chorus]
Run to the guap but I'm not no athlete
b*tch, I'm a traplete (Trap)
Ride with that K in the backseat
You need four grams just to match me (Four grams)
200 on my dash, you can't get pass me (Skrrt skrrt)
You ask where I'm at, b*tch, I'm where the cash be
If I don't know you, n*gga, can't dap me (Uh-uh)
Having too much finesse, you can't cap me
I ride around town with the strap in my lap B
I'm really gettin' this money, can't entertain rap beef
These b*tches want date but won't at me
I got a shooter right there with a AR-15
Your b*tch gon' eat up the di*k if I give her a bean
What you spent on your rent, I just spent on my lean (Lean)
What you spent on your car, I just bust down my ring
I got them racks poking out of my jeans (Racks)

[Verse]
These hoes local but they act global
You wanna run up your guap? Let me coach you
I'm stuck in the trap, they want me to go commercial
New Louis V on my back and it's made by Virgil
Im keepin' you squares out my circle
I freestyle my sh*t, ain't no time for rehearsal
I flex on my ex, she mad, it's hurtful
I got a eight of that red and a pint of that purple (Drank)
Too geeked up, I feel like I'm Steve Urkle (Geeked up)
Ten thou' on a fit, now I drip like a surfer
He think he a boss but he move like a worker
This b*tch say she over me but she a lurker (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Run to the guap but I'm not no athlete
b*tch, I'm a traplete (Trap)
Ride with that K in the backseat
You need four grams just to match me (Four grams)
200 on my dash, you can't get pass me (Skrrt skrrt)
You ask where I'm at, b*tch, I'm where the cash be
If I don't know you, n*gga, can't dap me (Uh-uh)
Having too much finesse, you can't cap me
I ride around town with the strap in my lap B
I'm really gettin' this money, can't entertain rap beef
These b*tches want date but won't at me
I got a shooter right there with a AR-15
Your b*tch gon' eat up the di*k if I give her a bean
What you spent on your rent, I just spent on my lean (Lean)
What you spent on your car, I just bust down my ring
I got them racks poking out of my jeans (Racks)
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