Styrofoam - K-Trap

Well, it's that Mack daddy, 'Llac swangin' All these suckers still portraying Back at it, still an addict, I got love for bad habits Ridin' low, sippin' slow Mixin' codeine with that dope, split it up with my kinfolk Grey*59, you know the code Ridin' down the seventh, make a left on Crescent, opposite of heaven No confessions or you end up missin' Lil Half Cut got the Mac, Oddy got the sack Yung Tyler Durden, introverted Born a burden, and they still worship I got four lines in the cup, and that cup inside another cup Cream soda turn to red cream soda Hydrocodone liquid, made the fucking doctor cough it up Now I'm leaned over Now my spleen Yoda, green throw up I'm a fiend, so what? Life is but a fucking dream, pour up Drive high when I drive by just to seem sober Bitch, and if I seem sober, it's because my fucking spleen exploded And I keeled over, wheels rollin' right off of the cliff And splash into that river stream below us

Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups Ya ye This shit off the top man But you already knew that Hous3 of commons we keep coming hot I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag pop them tags I don't need me no one, I do this for me for me Before I met you, knew you wasn't for me for me I need me some love, I need me some love I ain't going without my gun, I going without my gun boo I'm a gangster what it was Ain't nothing that you done nah, that we ain't did worst ya Surrounded by some thugs surrounded by some thugs This shit ain't fun it's what it was no bap Had to make a way for my nigga for my dog You know we clear the way we spray the crowd up Like he had a bird eye he hawk them down Fifty shots or better I don't need me love I need me loyalty, ok You say that you real, you better show me show me Don't get caught in the cross fire just for hanging I told my brother ya stay dangerous as dangerous Thought you my Dog that shit be fucked up, can't even trust you I get money when I'm mad, I get money You drink Henny when you mad I don't do this just to brag, I get bored I pop a tag You really really with me is you with me? Really really feel me is you feel me? Friends I can't trust my friends I can't trust my friends ye for real You really by my side is you really by my side? Love me maybe I'll love again maybe I don't need me no more zans I don't need me no more When they wanted more I give them less I give them less They go come right back again there was my lesson Mini Draco Styrofoam Cups All this shit fake I refuse your love I refuse Grind for it grind had to put time for it time KOK kill or kill kill or kill They ain't knowing how you feel When I get off these drugs it give me chill yea yea Southside shit, south way Don't never let them make you feel like you ain't worth shit For real, keep coming hot Stepping on necks all year, forever

Bro, man's gone out the last three nights, yeah And every time man step out I go to the DJ "I got a bill for you if you can run K-Trap, Warm" Bro, I swear on my mother's life I think it's one of the greatest to ever come out of our count- I swear, like bro, do you know what it is? You know where you made it, you might not appreciate it Like, your fans, blud! I stopped rapping and reoffended (uh) You know when the trap needs mendin' (fixin') Too much mix in the Brizzy (Brizzy), you know when the pack needs blendin' (blendin') Buy it, cop it, tell me who shottin' it, thе gangs are spendin' You nevеr beat the mash off one hand (bah) After the bootin' (bah), your hand's all tremblin' (bah) Too much cap I'm hearin', too much swag they wearin' (huh) And they ain't bought no hammers That's so backwards, man, that's scary (horrid) Shootouts in the winter, lettin' off bine and my eyes all teary My football boots been dirty (dirty) You can't rap like that, you ain't certi (you can't) Only time I step out naked is when I'm fresh out the en-suite (fresh, fresh) I know I'm a rapper, I'm sorry to say "It's on me" (person) Pocket, rocket, lock it, shorty thinks it's fake (huh) Great, she don't know that I try get man in his face (bow) If I fire this .4 in the neighbourhood You gonna hear goodness grace (gracious) If I bust this brick in the kitchen Listen, you gonna need two, three plates (bring that) Prada drops 'cause I'm proud of bae This one's long, but small like Nafe Pick up them cases, don't want a case (you know) Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm Remember them man there try throw it And gassed their works, they felt like Poet (uh) .44 in a 'retta, get the ball rollin' (rollin') I'm back and better, they hope I wasn't They're mad, they're fed up Workin' smart not hard, that's better (Mhm, mhm) Anytime we do it, we step out clean Couldn't care about CCTV Wanna fly bae out overseas But we're up and down like BTC (C) Six point three, it's a GLE 7K for that GLE Seven plates, that's seven scenes Brick a B, that's 17 (brick) G17, need 10 17s like Pooh and Guwop (glee, glee) Old-school with a two-pop Hold on, who's that there by the food shop? (Food shop) Four corn, need suttin' to chew on? (Chew on) Bad one wants suttin' to chew on (uh) If I get three pot, two on Press gonna hold it like I put glue on Out here on the block and you know we're warm (You know we're warm, you know we got it) Feds wanna search for hammers I know that they hope they're warm (warm) Two Ls, show enough to the bells Only go when the corn gets warm (beat it) Phone call from bae as well Home soon, make sure it's warm (warm, warm) Can't go back if blood gets drawn, drawn Send man home with their jackets torn

Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Four pipes on this 4 You can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Don't ask what I do with the slab No hammer and chis' I chop this brick like Jackie Chan Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases Just counted up this week's profits You know when you made so much, you forgot your losses Trap be a man's main topic Put it under the tap and lock it Bando pebbling brandy, this whisky ain't from Scotland I was at home on JobSite Then I went and built me a hotline Now it's DSQ and Off-White I'm on Brompton Road with a hot spice Get the fork, come batter this fish No we ain't making cod pies Bro took a trip to the garden, then he came back with frostbite Slithering snakes, how much time can I cut this grass Young days I was going on movies, not once did they cut me half But it's funny how things can change Now the trap goes insane Four pipes on this 4, you can hear it roar when I'm cutting past Now the girls wanna know, I laugh Says she want a man with a mask She don't even know the half But she don't even need to know it She just want a jeet and blow it And she love how the K's just frozen Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases I don't know if the pigs ain't bugged me so I've gotta talk in slang I copped me a lil pump way before I turned Gucci Gang When I finish this half this square, I might Louis my trainers Louis my top, Louis my belt, Louis my bag Anytime the location's up town, just know trap grew him a bag I'm in the T where the grub gets bruck down Don't ask what I do with the slab Don't even ask what I do with this mash Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat Tell my bitch I don't want Nobu or Hakkasan We can do Netflix and chill, I ain't going nowhere 'til this packet lands No hammer and chis', I chop this brick like Jackie Chan I'll stamp on it in my Louboutin's, these shoes cost a bag of sand Everything I get, that's cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Cash in hand The only square I've seen is yola, I don't do no banking scams Before you bust that brick, best cover your nose and shut those blinds Count these rackers, now I can shut my eyes Wake and bake, that's coke that's cooking I put my life on the line even though I know I shouldn't Italian kicks and clothes, I'm stepping clean from a kitchen stove I can get you a brick of snow but After that's sold, I'll switch my phone I don't want no traces I feel the obbo watching, I know they want new cases