Trap Star Lyrics

Bad lil bitch with her body so thick

I'm a young nigga get turned in this shit

Got to move low can't post pics

Keep hair done stay on her shit

I been going hard yea I'm tryna get upper

These niggas flex hard why waiting you bluffer

They gone know my name like they hitting discover

I won't never fold i don't care who is tougher

Just like I'm harden I'll ball in the paint

Spoke up some facts got to speak for you can't

Can't even gossip on niggas that shit got no rank

Run up a dub put it in a safe

Big money shit niggas can't relate

Walked in the mall hoes got to chasing

Writing these lyrics thinking bout the case

Go back on that shit I tried to do the race

Now I laugh on that shit, Ha it's a new a new day

Hoes tryna get me getting in the way

But I want them 100s it got to blue face

Running this shit got to keep up the pace

Every new day man this shit getting crazy

Time to get focus can't even get lazy

Said next time we fuck she want me to tap it

Shawty keep might playing might be having a baby

Woo had to go catch my breath cause this shit got me faded

I go hard for my city the Lou is made me

Born in 03 you can call me Lil Baby

But I'm Baby Boy I'm the one that's gone make it

Watch how I do man the news gone be breaking

They loving the music now I got them waiting

This a new money bag 100k

I get money like a trap star

She gone throw it got the clappers

Stepping hard a bigger stepper

Love that shit I ain't a flexer

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I blew up now I'm a rap star

She so down she got my back up

Held it down I got my racks up

Just be patient its all gone stack up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

First she wanna fuck then she want blow

I be putting on shit from the head to toe

They say I'm the one and these niggas they know

I'm the one with gun like a smooth criminal

We can run up some funds I'm just letting ya know

She wanna have fun, I been ready to go

Ian worried bout a bitch I'll step on a hoe

They like how do when I switch on the flow

They get mad how I move you ready go

This shit be to easy I'm feeling like oh

Just like I got power I'm feeling like ghost

I got back in the booth now I'm upping the score

Married to the Money

Married to the game

Ion be fucking you bitches Ian one of these lames

I'll stand on my move, but I stay in my lane

And lil bro get active he'll take off ya chain

Ha I be making it rain

Still like the realest I won't never change

Say you having motion but still move the same

And you can't fuck with me no we not the same

I be ones of dem ones you not on my level

She tryna have fun come dance with the devil

If it ain't bout the money, can't fit in my schedule

It ain't bout the money don't fit in my schedule

I get money like a trap star

She gone throw it got the clappers

Stepping hard a bigger stepper

Love that shit I ain't a flexer

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I blew up now I'm a rap star

She so down she got my back up

Held it down I got my racks up

Just be patient its all gone stack up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I'm coming up bitch I done turned up

She say she like my style she like my standards

Bitch can't come round me ain't got no manners

She wanna real nigga but you all can't handle it

She fucking with boss say that shit different

They like where you at shit I got missing

Can't forget about lil mama but she a mistress

I can't be round with you fuck niggas keep yo distance

See back in high school I was stuck in detention

Got older start ducking the feds I won't tryna get sentence

Everybody life be for the gram I just had to go mention

See I be up tryna hustle I had to go get it

Nah they ain't with it

I get money like a trap star

She gone throw it got the clappers

Stepping hard a bigger stepper

Love that shit I ain't a flexer

I'm coming hard you better catch up

I said I'm coming hard you better catch up