Comfy

Lyrics

[Intro] (SwagDot, mmm) [Chorus] Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy You way too comfy I got hoes to interview -Worryin' 'bout you, got bigger moves I catch plays, I stick and move You just gettin' too comfortable (You way too comfy) Don't get comfy (Don't get comfortable) Don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, I'm your favorite trapper, trapper, I go by the trapper rules Stack them racks, don't get too comfy, get my bag and stick and move [Verse 1] Yeah, I put her together, to ass to boobs Bought her the Birkin and change her mood Trap back door beat like fast food Can't get comfy, keep my tool Thirty round dick, this the Gulag crew I got a plug with the brick, Jesús Christian Dior when I put on that drip Tony Montana And I buck up the bounty, they spinning and killing In Ghana, like killed, aiming the FN in the Phantom The Phantom let's dip in lil bitch and I pull her, no if I'm speakin' in tongues, the Neighborhood god, don't play with the gang, 6-0 on the clip Dolce Gabbana my sack like Phipps When I hit it, she skeet on the Coco quilt [Chorus] Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy You way too comfy I got hoes to interview -Worryin' 'bout you, got bigger moves I catch plays, I stick and move You just gettin' too comfortable (You way too comfy) Don't get comfy (Don't get comfortable) Don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, I'm your favorite trapper, trapper, I go by the trapper rules Stack them racks, don't get too comfy, get my bag and stick and move [Verse 2] I stick to the code, can't get too comfy Cook on the stove and feed the junkies Stand on my mode, I'm feelin' like Bumpy Johnson Sendin' the work to Wisconsin Thirty-six O's in a Halloween pumpkin I cook the dope and it taste like dumplings Traphouse spinnin' 'round, Spaghetti Junction Young nigga G, gotta stick to the punches Show me the food, we gon' stay with the munchies Lil' bitty Fendi we servin' the junkies Run up the racks, can't get too comfy (Comfy, comfy) Switching my hoes, can't get too comfy Mink my back like Bumpy Johnson Suck that dick, keep on your bonnet It's too hard for me to be honest Auntie Keke keep my chronic I spent 200, GT whip too, try me When the pack come in, get gone like Sonic Ain't no bitch on my mind when I'm tryna get money Ain't going to wait when you gone, ha-ha, too funny This sauce I be drippin' be thick like lasagna Name a lil' bitch that won't fuck on this money Longway, bitch [Chorus] Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy Don't get comfy You way too comfy I got hoes to interview -Worryin' 'bout you, got bigger moves I catch plays, I stick and move You just gettin' too comfortable (You way too comfy) Don't get comfy (Don't get comfortable) Don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, don't get comfy (Way too comfortable) Yeah, I'm your favorite trapper, trapper, I go by the trapper rules Stack them racks, don't get too comfy, get my bag and stick and move