Bullshit Trapp Tarell (Ft. Dax)
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[Intro]
Alright class, settle down, settle down
We have two new students
You guys come on up, introduce yourselves
[Verse 1: Trapp Tarell]
I wanna say hi! I'm Trapp Tarell (Hi)
And I've been on the grind you can prolly tell (Right)
In 2018 I done drop 99 videos and I ain't heard shit from double XL (Why)
I ain't got a platinum plaque but lil pump do (Gucci gang)
That made my wanna do what lil pump do (Gucci gang)
Homie got a platinum grill and a pump too (Urgh)
And a presidential watch that'll trump you, in other words fuck you
I did it like a loner, did it by myself
Was on the move and still cookin' like a flyby chef
If you don't ask me to the game I just invite myself
And make you hate me to point that I won't like myself
And then I double up
No time to buddy up
You niggas butter cups
You powderpuffs
Instead of following I had to follow up
To get my follows up so I can get my dollars up
To get a dollar up to make it bother them so they won't bother us (Ahh)
Fuck them niggers, you only live once so live it up a little
Imma do what's right so we can keep it civil
Atleast until the shots decide to hit my liver
I'm out in Missisipi where the heat deliver
I see the bigger picture you a vision killer
To think I had a thought to let you peak a little
But I gotta keep it from you like you in the middle
Alright class, settle down, settle down
We have two new students
You guys come on up, introduce yourselves
[Verse 1: Trapp Tarell]
I wanna say hi! I'm Trapp Tarell (Hi)
And I've been on the grind you can prolly tell (Right)
In 2018 I done drop 99 videos and I ain't heard shit from double XL (Why)
I ain't got a platinum plaque but lil pump do (Gucci gang)
That made my wanna do what lil pump do (Gucci gang)
Homie got a platinum grill and a pump too (Urgh)
And a presidential watch that'll trump you, in other words fuck you
I did it like a loner, did it by myself
Was on the move and still cookin' like a flyby chef
If you don't ask me to the game I just invite myself
And make you hate me to point that I won't like myself
And then I double up
No time to buddy up
You niggas butter cups
You powderpuffs
Instead of following I had to follow up
To get my follows up so I can get my dollars up
To get a dollar up to make it bother them so they won't bother us (Ahh)
Fuck them niggers, you only live once so live it up a little
Imma do what's right so we can keep it civil
Atleast until the shots decide to hit my liver
I'm out in Missisipi where the heat deliver
I see the bigger picture you a vision killer
To think I had a thought to let you peak a little
But I gotta keep it from you like you in the middle
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