Still Trappin’

Lyrics

[Intro] Aye (Go Grizz) Yuh, woah, (Hitmaka) [Verse 1] This ain't OG, this just smoke and this shit Thrax for real This the reason why I'm handsome and get so many bills You the reason why you soft, and don't shoot to kill You scream and shout, that I got packs, you don't know how to deal Shoutout Durk, R.I.P Von, them niggas killed this beat I got one bitch riding top, and one rubbing my feet Them niggas ain't shoot from far, watch me burn up the car Call up Mykel, he ain't gon' tell, he know how to break the law She suck it like a straw, I hit you with a paw, and introduce you to my saw Don't care what you saw, I don't fuck bitches raw I only bang crip, but fuck it, I'll use your blood to draw Laugh in your face, like ha, nigga, you soft as fuck If I up my .45, then it's go time, bitch, you better duck You had a better chance at the Lotto, 'cause know yo' ass out of luck I don't smash, I fingеr fuck, free my nigga Duck I fucked his ho, he mad as shit, I made his stеpsister stuck I just pulled up in a truck, leave him orange, like Donald Trump With this shotty, I'll show you just how much a woodchuck can really chuck, (grra grra grra) Lately, I've been going dumb, these hoes be like "So what?" I stab him with AK's, show how deep my shit can really cut