Trap On The Beat

Lyrics

[Intro] They know that I'm geeked (Yeah) (Yeah eat it up, Champ, eat it up) Real champ shit Pablo created this motherfucker [Chorus] Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert Worried about no nigga, I'm shooting first Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt Niggas start hatin' it came with the turf Ain't never worked but the shit still work I need a cane I'm on lean and percs All of these diamonds I think I could surf Yeah, I think I could surf I'm on the xans and I still ain't sleep Pop me an X I like running on E Can't gas me up I ain't smokin' OG Dark tinted lenses I barely could see Wolf in the hood I ain't nevеr been a sheep Real street nigga I trap on the beat Thought it was sweet 'til thе day that we meet Look at my eyes, they know that I'm geeked [Verse] Pop me and addy, I'm focused They drop an addy on the opp we gon' blow it And I've been geekin' on drugs, they know it We in the lobby they know that we loaded, yeah Never look back I move forward Used to have to trap in that Ford, yeah Duckin' that 12, we was clutchin' them pistols when we hear a knock on the door, yeah Stack it up, I need some more We shoot them back, we don't hit the floor Thankin' the lord I got Christian galore I hit the booth every time I get bored All this water like the New Jersey shore Bad bitch, she don't know she a whore But I fucked her on the couch and the floor She callin' me when she gets off of work I ain't had a job I still got that work Plug in Cali' throw the pack like Nerf Touchdown, she gon' dance, make her twerk Hit from the back, pussy juice on my shirt Know that I'm geeked up, I'm still on alert Pills in my body and I ain't no nerd She ride that dick and you know that I swerve Bitch roll the weed and don't get on my nerves [Chorus] Brand new 'vette, Lil Uzi Vert Worried about no nigga, I'm shooting first Came from the bottom, the mud, the dirt Niggas start hatin' it came with the turf Ain't never worked but the shit still work I need a cane I'm on lean and percs All of these diamonds I think I could surf Yeah, I think I could surf I'm on the xans and I still ain't sleep Pop me an X I like running on E Can't gas me up I ain't smokin' OG Dark tinted lenses I barely could see Wolf in the hood I ain't never been a sheep Real street nigga I trap on the beat Thought it was sweet 'til the day that we meet Look at my eyes, they know that I'm geeked