Junie B. Jones in the Trap Lyrics

Dog eat, dog world put your feelings to the side

Bite the hand that feeds you, guarantee you won't come out alive

Born to lover, raised to be a fighter, never petrified

Push me to the edge, I leave no evidence for cops to find

People say I think too much, well I guess y'all don't think at all

Oblivious to your surroundings, soon to find your downfall

Crazy bad bitch like Harley Quinn, bat stay in her fist

Just in case a motherfucker try it thinking that they're slick

Psychopathic evil motherfucker, you know who I be

Killing for a thrill, ain't no damn religion saving me

Bitches think that being baptized going to get them far from me

I won't hesitate to drown a nigga on the count of three

Don't step on my Jordans

Took a step back and I hit him with shields like it's Mario Kart, I'm scoring

Don't donald duck but these hollows don't miss like the London Bridge, that boy falling

I caught that boy in a public restroom, he ain't come out, he stalling

I run this shit, don't need no track meet to check me out

And I can't hear you fuckers, please speak up, perhaps turn it up a notch

And when it's beef, I'm like a chef, you know I stir the pot

I just can't let shit go, man, I keep a grudge, you know I'm fucking toxic