Trapstar Lyrics

MurderFill up the bank account, overload
I just touched down on the truckload
You an impostor like gusto
You an impostor like gusto
I keep the tool like Rambo
I'm rich and still trap out the bando
I'm rich and still trap out the bando
I'm rich and still trap out the bandoPlay with the key like piano
Play with the key like a banjo
Play with the key like a guitar
I turned myself to a trapstar
I turned myself to a trapstar
I turned myself to a trapstar (aye, trap)
Trapstar, trapstar, trapstar
If you get dope on your hands
Don't put your hands on your face
Run it and stack up some bands
Throw that shit right in your safe

Real trapper gon' make him a cap everyday
(real trapper, real trapper, real trapper)
Hit you a jugg or ice out your Rollie, go skate
I put a cam in my license plate
We fuck her you know we don't go out on dates
(You know we ain't spendin' money on ho's)
I'd rather go strike on the dice
I bet it all in one play on the 6 and the 8
Me and my nigga pull up where your momma lay
Better bring the money back to me ándale
I sprinkle the pot with the baking soda like a funnel cake
(fuck wit' da' fuck wit' da pope)
And she never seen a boss
I told her I be's the boss
And she rather wait in the car
When I pull up and serve at your house
I met the little bitch at the bar
I told her that I was a trap star
I'ma be in the hall of fame of trappin'
I beat up the pot with a crow bar
Fill up the bank account, overload
I just touched down on the truckload
You an impostor like gusto
You an impostor like gusto
I keep the tool like Rambo
I'm rich and still trap out the bando
I'm rich and still trap out the bando
I'm rich and still trap out the bandoPlay with the key like piano
Play with the key like a banjo
Play with the key like a guitar
I turned myself to a trapstar
I turned myself to a trapstar
I turned myself to a trapstar
Trapstar, trapstar, trapstar
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