lirik lagu ysr gramz & ak bandamont - trap star
[intro: ysr gramz]
(pablo, you so raw)
smokin’ big exotic
(his name’s pablo)
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
my name gramz and i sell a lot of grams
my n~gga rod wave on the road, he jugg a lot of hams
rap ain’t payin’ enough, i’m finna start doin’ scams
i’m tired of eatin’ ramen noodles, man, i need me some lamb
a rap n~gga’ll get slapped for tryna treat me like a fan
before you try one of us, you better think and use your head, n~gga
why you ask so many questions? you a fed, n~gga?
i think i really like one of my followers ’cause her head different
you be smokin’ all that garbage~ass weed, got your head spinnin’
this b~tch moanin’, i ain’t even did sh~t but put my hеad in her
if you ain’t wake up to get monеy, go to bed, n~gga
you ain’t even catch a body, why the f~ck you cut your dreads, n~gga?
it’s money from 810 ’cause we pulled a lot of legs in ’em
he only actin’ like he hard ’cause he got a lot of meds in him
y’all got caught doin’ the crime, why you ain’t go to jail with ’em?
send a package to myself, put the ‘bows in the mail with it
(put them candy in a box and some ‘bows in the mail)
them b~tches landed, i can boom in every state
you wasn’t shootin’ dice, how you let them n~ggas take your pape?
you drop a song, ain’t n0body share your sh~t, them n~ggas fake
i trip on every beat, i’m a real rap gang
i ain’t gon’ lie, i ain’t no rapper, i’m a motherf~ckin’ trap star
i don’t know why when n~ggas get them a gun, they like to act hard
as a lil’ n~gga, i used to beat on n~ggas in they backyard
[verse 2: ak bandamont]
my life was f~cked up as a kid, but i had heart
my dog was fightin’ dog while i was watchin’ in the backyard
i remember watchin’ n~ggas eat, was in the back starvin’
the white b~tch pulled up on me and started jumpin’ in the aston martin
my dog just made a twenty off cocaine, i thought crack tarnished
i made a hundred off trap, now sh~t off rap, i’m a trap artist
n~ggas be quick to get you cooked, they some rat artists
that sh~t f~cked up
(they just tryna stab the jail)
uh, b~tch, i’ve been ball playin’
i pull your flag and blow you with the mag, i catch you false claimin’
my unc’ and them trapped out with bmf and now they all dayin’
don’t take this thing ’cause i’ll blow you where you stand, bro, i am not playin’
i f~ck with dogie and i’m out fightin’ crack, i’m on level eight
before i send you, aim i push the ‘cat ’til the pedal break
finna ice the kit, throw diamonds on that b~tch ’til the bezel break
i’ll stomp a n~gga out and pistol whip him, he got the metal plate
your time [?] half of my phone ring, bro, i can’t catch a break
d~mn, sh~t, i am not okay
i might’ve f~cked three times and spent the night, but that is not your bae
why is you in my ear askin’ me questions? that is not your place
uh, monk the brickman
got these stupid n~ggas postin’ up shop, guess they the big man
i’ll blow you in the dirt, this sh~t get deep like you in quicksand
i’ll probably press a whole brick with my knuckle, i got big hands
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