Trap Tropics VL Deck

[Intro]
Yeah, ha
I ain't been in the motherfuckin' booth in six
Six, seven, eight, nine
Nah, 'bout eight weeks
Hah, come in this bitch and AWOL (Wavy808, you crazy)
Trap pastor

[Chorus]
I can show 'em how to pop it (Pop it)
I switched it up, the people's watchin'
When I speak, it's trap topics (Trap)
I sip the drank until I'm nauseous
My life is turnt, I'm havin' options (Let's go)
I can show 'em how to pop it (Aw yeah)
I switched it up, the people's watchin'
When I speak, it's trap topics (Trap)
I sip the drank until I'm nauseous (Nauseous)
My life is turnt, I'm havin' options (Options)

[Verse 1]
I been the GOAT, just been modest
Her ass is fat, I feed her sausages
Been hood before, they say I'm polished
I went to Ghana, picked these diamonds
When I dress, I'm in the finest
Got different sets it cone to Carti's
Don't need to rest, I'm still climbin'
I'm obsessed with trappers charting
Don't call my bluff, gon' need a army
Got my witness straight off ganja
"How he winnin'?" Know they wonder
VL, he straight drop, no crumble
Text them guys "This shit enormous"
I been said I just be humble
Watch the fake, they hope you stumble
Don't block my switches, I can't fumble
I make her skeet, I leave them puddles
She call her friend, they eat each other
I'm pressed for real, I flex my muscles
Can't do no Percs, they make me throw up
I walk in Saks, don't ask the total
My six-month run to meet my quota
Yeah he rap good, but I'm colder
I get on tracks and I go loco