let IT go

Trap Lord season begins

Now repent your sins

This Yamborghini on the motherf**kin check-in

You know I had to hang-glide through for this one

You know we at the all-star game right now

Eyes closed (swish) shootin

Fade aways from half-court
(elbow in the rim and all that)
Yall still in the D-League doing
Uhh layup drills

Ya feel me

Kill a motherf**ka with the magnum forty-four

Find a chump slumped nigga
Magnum on the road

Body full of bullets when they
Found him on the road

Lay a f**ker down

Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech

Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech

Spray it at him then reload

Ride Maybachs like Ross (Ugh)
550 Benz four doors

Praying for my niggas they lost
Dyin no thing they wolves

Ridin on a gang that floss

Multiplyin by the gang that bucks

Pull a 9 on anything we spark

Ménage aint a thing they whores
Pussy so good need more

Let me get in those drawers

5-0 in the corner store
He heard all them claps with a round of applause
Spit at your back and you lie on the floor
Rat-a-tat -tat and you go see the lord

Bitch like horse X In Her Pores

Want more sex all in her jaws
Molly
Kill a motherf**ka with
The magnum or the 4

Bouta jump snump nigga
Magnum onthe road

Body full of bullets when he
Found him on the road

Lay a f**ker down
Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech
Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech spray
It at him then reload

Im grippin the mac and you under attack
Spit at your back and you takin a nap
No heart a be pumpin
Your body relaxed
You talk to me dumb and thats how I react
One arm in the air like Im waving a cab
The nine is a bitch and she makin it clap
Im palmin a fifth like Im givin a dap
Be ready to scrap when you talk to the Trap
(My condolences)
You are now talking to a boss
Lou Bang still ride in the Porsche

2-thou for the grill they cost

White gold teeth no floss

Young trap lord like Doss

Two bitches in the crib no drawers

She rockin the mic with her jaws

I call that bitch Nicki Minaj

She pop more pills no cough

When shit get real she spark

Givenchy my bitches

Smoke that life till you niggas see God

Gettin head in the foreign cars

Get the head from the foreign broads

Hasta la vista se?or
Pussy ass niggas a see Allah

Kill a motherf**ka with the
Magnum or the 4

Bouta jump snump nigga
Magnum on the road

Body full of bullets when he
Found him on the road

Lay a f**ker down

Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech

Spray it at him then reload

This that Fergenstein and
I be down to let it go

The semi or the tech
Spray it at him then reload

So its like 'F**kin Problems ' platinum

(bling bling) LongLiveA$AP number

One album in the country
(bling blow) sold out tours whats next

Trap Lord

Let these motherf**kers have it

Let them know we not playing this year

The limbs never been so relaxed ever

Its lonely at the top; all this shrimp

Nobody to share it with

We aint trippin though

Yall walkin round with wrinkled silks

Looking crazy

Pay your dry-cleaning bill and
All that (pay that pay that)
Cause its like it aint even

A competition no more