I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
I spend on my pockets it ain't no effect
Only drip designer, that's all that I think
Check it it's Dior that's up on the print
No one told you it's you live how you think
I bought some diamonds, put them in the ear
I cut off shawty, I seen her drip tears
I'm thinkin' Amiri
Two can play it know you fear me
I think I'm sayin' it clearly, no hearing me out
Know my pockets fat, f*ck I was trappin
Every day I wake up I just imagine
Spit my music, all that shit to the masses
Hold up, hoe down
More up, more now, smoke up
My head is up in the clouds
I'm gon' make my mama proud
I was locked up in the prison, I did a night in the cell
I can tell you that was hell
And you probably think that it's cap
I tell you facts, in everything I f*ckin' rap
Everything I really feel, let's grind for a mil
I can't be pickin' on a ceal
I done this too many times, I ain't got reasons to why
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
This got me f*cked in the head
Shawty you ten out of ten
On the inside you be dead
You want me more than I want you
I'm tryna grind for a fortune
Rackin' up it's in my brain
I ain't here to entertain
All y'all think that I'm in vain
All y'all thinkin' it's a game
You chasin' the fame
You envy me and that's a shame
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
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I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
I spend on my pockets it ain't no effect
Only drip designer, that's all that I think
Check it it's Dior that's up on the print
No one told you it's you live how you think
I bought some diamonds, put them in the ear
I cut off shawty, I seen her drip tears
I'm thinkin' Amiri
Two can play it know you fear me
I think I'm sayin' it clearly, no hearing me out
Know my pockets fat, f*ck I was trappin
Every day I wake up I just imagine
Spit my music, all that shit to the masses
Hold up, hoe down
More up, more now, smoke up
My head is up in the clouds
I'm gon' make my mama proud
I was locked up in the prison, I did a night in the cell
I can tell you that was hell
And you probably think that it's cap
I tell you facts, in everything I f*ckin' rap
Everything I really feel, let's grind for a mil
I can't be pickin' on a ceal
I done this too many times, I ain't got reasons to why
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
This got me f*cked in the head
Shawty you ten out of ten
On the inside you be dead
You want me more than I want you
I'm tryna grind for a fortune
Rackin' up it's in my brain
I ain't here to entertain
All y'all think that I'm in vain
All y'all thinkin' it's a game
You chasin' the fame
You envy me and that's a shame
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
I spend on my pockets it ain't no effect
Only drip designer, that's all that I think
Check it it's Dior that's up on the print
No one told you it's you live how you think
I bought some diamonds, put them in the ear
I cut off shawty, I seen her drip tears
I'm thinkin' Amiri
Two can play it know you fear me
I think I'm sayin' it clearly, no hearing me out
Know my pockets fat, f*ck I was trappin
Every day I wake up I just imagine
Spit my music, all that shit to the masses
Hold up, hoe down
More up, more now, smoke up
My head is up in the clouds
I'm gon' make my mama proud
I was locked up in the prison, I did a night in the cell
I can tell you that was hell
And you probably think that it's cap
I tell you facts, in everything I f*ckin' rap
Everything I really feel, let's grind for a mil
I can't be pickin' on a ceal
I done this too many times, I ain't got reasons to why
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
This got me f*cked in the head
Shawty you ten out of ten
On the inside you be dead
You want me more than I want you
I'm tryna grind for a fortune
Rackin' up it's in my brain
I ain't here to entertain
All y'all think that I'm in vain
All y'all thinkin' it's a game
You chasin' the fame
You envy me and that's a shame
I'm really trappin' for sure
I'm really rappin' for sure
They ain't my hitters no more
I ain't actin' devils code
Givenchy it's all on the coat
I'm in the paint
Only switchin' on the fakes
Bitch ass get out of my face
And it's not what you say
All the enemies know
Baby so big he gon' blow
Writer: Laurent Formica
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