Genius. C - Trap State Of Mind lyrics

[Intro:] It's Tuesday back up in this hoe This time we in the trap it don't matter though Still about to light up the track Shout out to Nas & all you n***as that called my last mixtape trash Need to get some p**y you internet f*ggets Word to my n***a Troy, Josh & Jahlen These n***as not ready The game ain't gone be the same Imma f** it up mane Lets get it [Verse 1] Chilling in a trap state of mind Hoes, cloths, dolla signs All on my mind Rap a jungle word to nas Monkey flipping rappers That love to mumble Imma new breed southern MC Dominating trap beats You rappers chimpanzees Can't compare to me I'm King Kong with a bong Smoking you n***as out Somebody call funk flex I'm dropping bombs Military minded gorilla warfare By the time you through listening to the song The rap game finna be like Vietnam Watch ya homies they might be viet cong Never know when the gat go berserk Turn ya back now you on a shirt Gotta stay alert gotta stay alert The beat was new york Now its southernized With a trap state of mind [Hook] Chilling in a trap state of mind Hoes, cloths, dolla signs all on my mind Chilling in a trap state of mind Hoes, cloths, dolla signs all on my mind [Verse 2] Just off the phone with my n***a godfrey Talking bout he smashed a bad thotie Knowing him he did most likely If a hoe named Kylie, Imani, Jessica, or Kierra I guarantee that p**y delicious If i ever f** Chandra Davis Imma leave her dripping like she been in the rain Her a** cheeks finna look like it was played with by the patriots Deflated If honey c**aine ever pregnant Im the one who gave her the baby Our offspring will be a super sayian Come out the womb with a gold grill And three b**hes in line trynna get the dick Honey c**aine the only celebrity chick Id trade all my b**hes to get with Until then ima have a few on standby Mandatory in a trap state of mind [Hook] [Verse 3] This line for all my young n***as that don't hate & stay grinding getting cake Like its they birthday Aye aye yuh Looking fresh first day of school Ferragamo belt with the louis jeans Gotta flex on everyone else Block hustlin trynna run up a check & cop a chain gold like the wutang If a f** n***a steps on ya jays Gotta kick his a** like karate I don't condone violence But self defense is advised If you on the block you gotta carry ya nine Ain't served a fiend But back in Austin i used to see n***as gang banging dope slinging police sirens ringing every minute From my upstairs apartment My trap state of mind was born in 8200 research blvd Located in Austin [Hook] [Outro] Yeah for all the n***as that stop listening after this song i don't f** with y'all The real n***as that listen to the whole thing I salute y'all Genius. c on the scene Representing Austin, Texas Weirdo Gang Flexing Trap Tuesday n***a