[Intro: Trapland Pat]
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Plug don't have this, man, like, for real
(PepperJack Zoe)
Astronaut status, your plug don't have this (No, no, no)
[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
Astronaut status, your plug don't have this
Trap house swingin', they gon' hurry up and grab this
I'm all in West Palm catchin' plays on Clematis
Just threw me back a jiggy, I don't need no damn Cialis
Shiftin' with a compass, I don't need no damn coordinates
I see it and I don't up and bust it without that fortunate
I really brought up all you kids just like an orphanage
Try to buck or jack, we tear 'em up like, "Where that storage is?"
[Verse 1: Trapland Pat]
Hit 'em with that one, two, yeah, ayy, that trap dance
I'm just tryna beat that pussy up like LoveRance
I just got jiggy in the bitty, no slow dance
She just lеt me hit her from the back, three point stancе
I just got the new hardbody when it hit the stain (Grrah)
Walk down, switch fifty clip, ain't even gotta aim (Grrah)
Your whole family damn near out the pit, why you need fame?
Say that it's been cold 'round here, well, we gon' bring flames
Main bitch chat shit, that's a closed casket
Hollow detail right through his whip just like we waxed it
However that I step, my dog gon' step, he best to match it
If you a real baller, get that bitch right through the basket
Now they got me on the screens, I'm livin' cinematic
Addicted to the streets, just like a bum, I'm a fanatic
Went through somethin', still ain't shake back, kind of traumatic
Your dog get hit, then go slide, don't act dramatic
(A guy by the name of PepperJack Zoe)
Plug don't have this, man, like, for real
(PepperJack Zoe)
Astronaut status, your plug don't have this (No, no, no)
[Chorus: Trapland Pat]
Astronaut status, your plug don't have this
Trap house swingin', they gon' hurry up and grab this
I'm all in West Palm catchin' plays on Clematis
Just threw me back a jiggy, I don't need no damn Cialis
Shiftin' with a compass, I don't need no damn coordinates
I see it and I don't up and bust it without that fortunate
I really brought up all you kids just like an orphanage
Try to buck or jack, we tear 'em up like, "Where that storage is?"
[Verse 1: Trapland Pat]
Hit 'em with that one, two, yeah, ayy, that trap dance
I'm just tryna beat that pussy up like LoveRance
I just got jiggy in the bitty, no slow dance
She just lеt me hit her from the back, three point stancе
I just got the new hardbody when it hit the stain (Grrah)
Walk down, switch fifty clip, ain't even gotta aim (Grrah)
Your whole family damn near out the pit, why you need fame?
Say that it's been cold 'round here, well, we gon' bring flames
Main bitch chat shit, that's a closed casket
Hollow detail right through his whip just like we waxed it
However that I step, my dog gon' step, he best to match it
If you a real baller, get that bitch right through the basket
Now they got me on the screens, I'm livin' cinematic
Addicted to the streets, just like a bum, I'm a fanatic
Went through somethin', still ain't shake back, kind of traumatic
Your dog get hit, then go slide, don't act dramatic
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