The Anthem ft. SiiR TRIP Lyrics

Yea

Traaaaaaaap

Trap

Trap trap trap

Kilo!

Walk in this bitch like fuck whoever doubted it

Got money bags for this power trip

I sip codeine and I'm proud of it

Trap a bit

Packs to flip

Trip said he ran off, so we on

She want to be on what we on

Game her down, I'm a get her home

Give a fuck if the ass is silicone

Imma fuck from the back, she gone scream out the loudest

And she start cussing me out and shit

Bitch I never lack, She told me I'm wilding

I'm Deep in the pussy, still hold the Blick

Symone's only child

So if this shit gone down

She'll see me in jail 'fore she bury me

On the Lord Jesus Christ that's on everything

Dripped down in fear of God ain't no fear in me

Man these be bitches be plotting these niggas be scheming and honestly family don't act No better

Know I'm part of the problem, trap round the city

I just left outta church in a Christian sweater

No religion I'm talking designer shit

I can tell from the stares that she's fond of it

Imma dive in the bitch like a pond and shit

Then i break her little heart, word to Juan the kid

Why these

Why the fuck these bitches testing me

My money stretch now there's is no stressing me

Big bands like symphonies I have no sympathy

There's is no ending me, shots for my Eni

Can't fuck with my energy, I found my inner G

Talk about killing me, that shit be killing me

Big ass cup full of that punch

Wash down what I ate for lunch

Fuck love, need loyalty, trust

Rare cloth, y'all ain't cut like us

Rare cloths, bitch please don't touch

Came up in the trap I trust

If rapping ain't working then go get a job

If that shit ain't working try not to get robbed

Created a world if I see a problem

Take em away I feel like a God

Fly on the wall yea I hear it all

I'm making the call just gimme the nod

I put 2 and 2 together n then I got even

You niggas be odd

I know a nigga that's coo with the nigga that murdered his homie they sharing a pod

We be them niggas that you hate

Niggas seen New Age, then they came up with a squad

All of this love and money I'm making

All of these drugs and bitches I've taken

All of the bosses I'm putting in training

I'm doing something amazing

Do no complaining, I got a lot on my plate and I already ate

How I go on the run without shaking the state

This my place how could I escape

I done sold drugs in faces

Just to fight a bullshit case

I would blame the shit on my race

All I really needed was Pape

Bae, all I wanted the head

I done woke up in this bitch bed

Shawty must a been misled

I done probably fucked your bitch

She just scared a little bit to say it

Treat that nigga like a notebook if he get to trippin fill him up wit led

Aim for the dreads, he don't want to fade

Gone line him up

And they say what goes up must come down but it's stuck

Trip!