[Verse 1]
Trap Lord in my belly, free my n***a Really
Elijah smoking that smelly, ménage is in the telly
Blind b**h name Shelly, dick under her belly
I met that b**h at a fashion show, she was rocking Margiela
I was with [?] rocking all that Versace
Might be in there sailing smoking that Beijing
Ten stacks in my pocket, for no reason I got it
f** around and hit Sin City, tell that b**h to pop it
What's up with you and Purrp? I ain't into all of that gossip
He brought the funk into my crew, you gotta ask Rocky about it
All I know is A$AP riding in them Maybachs
40. cal, we spray that, when AK brratt you take nap
Oh, Lord, that Hood Pope - oh, Lord, that Trap Lord
Why they call you Trap Lord? Cause you a rap Lord to my casket
I ain't bowing to no time, Hood Pope on my gold shine
My dirty n***as wanna tote nine, but we talk rhyme
I tell 'em hold up
[Hook]
All I know is that Trap Lord, that Hood Pope
All I know is that Trap Lord, but you're a rap Lord to my casket
All I know is that fast porshe smoking that good smoke
Model b**h who from Brazil, she want it on her culo
Riding 'round the city feeling like P.Diddy
Glock nine in my silk shirt, n***a, no Pac and no Biggie
Riding 'round the city feeling like P.Diddy
Glock nine in my silk shirt, n***a, no Pac and no Biggie
[Verse 2]
No reply when you call Lord, mama cry till her throat soar
Liechtenstein when I drunk [?] you was dying in this war hall
Body left near the staircase courtesy of the whole mob
Don't mean no f**ing thing when I pull up in that Goyard
Shooked up from that toe star, ask questions like Nardwuar
Like can you feel your f**ing legs? I bet that n***a cannot walk
Persian b**h stack coke hard, sniff white 'till her nose soft
I f**ed that b**h with no rubber cause that b**h be so raw
Puff puff when the semi huff, n***a really gonna pop
Trunks when you see me duck, n***as really want y'all punks
Can't see the God trap, truly Lord and I click
Like Donkey Kong when I hit this long
Better run when you see the mob, you be seeing God
Hear the drum when my n***as march, you gon' see Allah
You the son of a b**h n***a, you daddy a broad
You a b**h, little b**h n***a, probably wearing bras
[Hook]