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[Intro: Yams]
Trap Lord season begins, now your sins
This on the motherfuckin' check-in
You I had to hang-glide through for this one
You know, we at the all-star right now
Eyes closed (swish) shootin' fade from half-court
(Elbow in the rim and all that)
(Y'all still in the D-League doing, uhh, drills)
Ya me?

Kill a with the magnum 44
'Bout a snump, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full of bullets they found him on the road
Lay a fucker down, it at him then reload
This Fergie style and I be down to let it go
Semi or the tech, spray it at em then
This that style and I be down to let it go
Semi or the tech, spray it at em then
(Fergie!)

1]
Ride Maybachs like (Ugh)
550 Benz for a
Praying for my niggas, lost
Dyin' on they [?]
on a gang that floss
Multiplyin on a [?] buck
a 9 on anything we spark
Menage anything they
Pussy so good, need
Let me get in those
5-0 in the store
He all them claps with a round of applause
Spit at yo' back and your lung on the
and you gon see the lord
[?] or pause
more sex, all in her jaws
Molly!

2]
I'm grippin the mac and you attack
Spit at back and you takin' a nap
No heart a' be pumpin', body relaxed
You talk to me dumb and that's how I
One arm in the air like I'm a cap
The nine is a bitch and she it clap
I'm pumpin' a fifth like I'm a dap
Be ready to scrap when you to the Trap
(My condolences)
You are now to a boss
Lou bang' still in the Porsche
2-thou for the wheels, they
White gold teeth, no
Young trap lord Doss
Two bitches in the crib, no
She rockin' the mic with her
I call bitch Nicki Minaj
She pop more no cough
When shit get real she
Givenchy my bitches
that light and you niggas see God
Gettin' in the foreign cars
Get the head the foreign broads
Asta la vista,
Pussy ass a see Allah

[Outro: Yams]
So it's like, "Fuckin' Problems, "
(Bling, bling) LongLiveA$ap number one album in the
(Bling blow) sold out tours, what's
Trap
Let these have it
Let them know we ain't playing this
The limb's never been so relaxed,
It's lonely at the top; all this shrimp, no one to it with
We trippin' though
Y'all walkin' 'round wrinkled silks, looking crazy
Pay your dry-cleaning and all that (pay that, pay that)
Cause it's like it ain't even a anymore