Trap Star City Girls

[Verse 1: JT]
I got that million-dollar pussy (Yeah)
And a million-dollar nigga (Yeah)
Got a million-dollar budget (Yeah)
Fuck him right, it could get bigger (Ow)
Rich niggas in the building ready to spend that shit
And I ain't tryna miss out worryin’ 'bout now hatin' ass bitch (Period)

[Chorus: JT]
I’m lookin' for a trap star (Trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR (Skrrt, skrrt)
To these little bitches, I'm a rap star (Tap star)
I fuck him 'til he broke
Then take the cast off (Cast off)
And then I dash off, that's law
Once I bend it over, lil' bitches over (Told y'all)
Got your nigga in the back with his hands all over (Woo)
Real girls get down on the floor (Yeah)
Baby, why you starin’? ’Cause you know you want a ho
Real girls get down on the floor (Yeah)
Baby, why you starin'? ’Cause you know you want a ho
I'm lookin' for a trap star (Trap star)
To pull up in that foreign
That's a NASCAR (Skrrt, skrrt)
To these little bitches I’m a rap star (Rap star)
I fuck him 'til he broke
Then take the cast off (Cast off)
And then I dash off, that's law